User blog comment:Artimas Hunter/RAWR/@comment-1703139-20120627180231

UPDATE- So....got my stitches in. Let me tell you of the horrors.

So I go to the dotor's and sit down, my Mom goes to check up in. Then receptionist lad y is like 'Oh, well, your doctor is at our other location'. So then we have to drive really fast (my mom has road rage) to get there on time. They call us in, and all the sudden I feel really sick. So I have to run to the bathroom and sit for a minute and freak out. Then I get back to the room.

The awesome nurse lady who usually hangs with me and does most of the work was there and she was like 'Sup'. As I mentioned, she is awesome. Then the doctor lady comes in and she's like 'Nurse, you're needed, go away. I shall do the numbing.'

So she takes out the giant syringe. Last time they numbed my leg, Awesome Nurse did it and it pinched for one second, and then I felt nothing. So when Doctor Lady does it, that's what I'm expecting. Only IT KEEP HURTING. And she's like 'Yeah, I don't do this alot. Oh well, it'll probably be okay.'

So then Awesome Nurse lady comes bakc and she's like 'Dude, they didn't need me. Grrr you lady.' So then they wait a little bit so that I don't feel anything, and then they start the procedure.

Last time it happened, they used kind of a cookie-cutter drill thing. They just plunked it, drilled it, and popped out my mole. This time, they actually had to CUT out a football shaped chunk of my leg. And let me tell you- it was HUGE. Like, it looked like a freaking war wound. I swear, it was bigger then a quarter. Like, bigger then a dollar coin. It was big. And it got worse- about halfway through, I'm just watching cuz I'm not super squemish and then there's this sharp little jab. 'Ow,' The doctor lady looks up all panicked, 'You okay?' I'm like 'Yeah, just a poky thingee...'

Then it happens again. The doctor lady just stops and she tells the nurse to go get more numbing fluid. My mom is like 'WTH'. Doctor lady says that she 'may have underdosed me/missed part of my leg'. Way ta go Doctor Lady.

So they shoot more numbing stuff in my legs, and it hurts. And they continue slicing and dicing. And I can't feel it but I'm wigging out. Like, absolutely terrfied. I cannot even tell you...

So then they take out this HUGE needle thing. And I'm like 'OHMAIGAWD WHAT IS THAT'. And they tell me it's  and what it does is basically burn your flesh back together. Don't ask me more, I don't even know.

So they stick it in my leg and turn it on. Sparks shoot out the end and into my cut open leg. They pull it away and my leg is smoking. I mean, my leg is usually quite gorgeous, but litterally smoking. So of course, I'm thinking, ''What if they missed a numbing spot? Oh my God...'' And the  doctor lady is prattling on about how burning is one of the last sensations to be numbed, so I should probably be okay.

I was, thank God. Then they take out the stitches.

Arti, you ask, Did you watch in horrid facination? I repond, hecks to the no. I can watch my leg be sliced open and a hunk of it removed, I can even watch my fat be burned, but I cannot, nay I WILL NOT watch my skin be sewn back together. It is disgusting and I refuse to watch.

So I'm just chillin', feeling some nasty pulling sensations in my skin (any of you read Unwind? EXACTLY LIKE THAT) and staring at the ceiling whenn

'OW'

It poked me.

I felt the freaking needle go in my skin.

Doctor lady is like 'Ah well, we're almost done. Don't give her any more numbing stuff'.

So she's sewing it up and I'm just sitting there cringing and screaming in my head. Then she's like 'Okay, done!'

I glance down at my leg and I see not 3, not 5 like last time, but at least 8 stitches. And I have 5 on my insides too.

So now I am sitting at my computer in some serious pain. And that is your update. The end.