What? Crap! Isn’t it a little late for this?
Okay, so, surgery date: April 18. Current date: July 18. Hold on, let me do the math, that’s um, carry the six, multiply by two pi, add Fibonacci’s age, divide by W’s IQ ...oops, that operation is undefined... (20 minutes later) it has been three months.
So I am sitting in my car this afternoon when wham! I get the heebie-jeebies about the surgery! I mean I got the shivers and was just plain wigged out. It’s been three months, I am 98% physically recovered, in fact, since I am not having as many headaches now, I am more like 125% back to normal (run that through the math machine).
I was fine leading up to the surgery, I was fine through the surgery, I didn’t even get grossed out by all of the, um, excess mucus after the surgery ... but now, 91 days later, I, in the words of The Cure, shiver and shake. The whole thing only lasted a couple minutes or so, and then it was gone.