nachtspiegel
November 11th, 2008, 04:08 PM
I had to go back to see the surgeon that will be doing a surgery of mine (that has been pushed all the way to May because of back-ups and my history of no-showing at doctor's appointments, which isn't usually my fault,) but anyway, I had to have a testicular exam. If it had been any other doctor, I would've had to drop my pants all the way to my ankles, but before I could (and while I was beginning to shake in doing so,) the doctor that was examining me told me that I could hold them above my knees because the exam would only take a few moments.
At this point, I have a bunch of deep, open cuts on both of my legs, plus a phrase that I carved into my left leg that looks infected. If he had seen those, I would've been sent back to the hospital. I was literally, within a few inches of getting caught.
I am breathing a sigh of relief, but at the same time, the urges are getting stronger by the moment and I know that, before long, I'm going to lose all control and disappear to my room again...
At this point, I have a bunch of deep, open cuts on both of my legs, plus a phrase that I carved into my left leg that looks infected. If he had seen those, I would've been sent back to the hospital. I was literally, within a few inches of getting caught.
I am breathing a sigh of relief, but at the same time, the urges are getting stronger by the moment and I know that, before long, I'm going to lose all control and disappear to my room again...