Candy and I went to see her surgeon. She's scheduled to go under the knife on March 2. It was a brief, pre-op meeting. He only wanted the answer to one question, "Can you thin of anything that might prevent us from going ahead with your elective surgery."
He says it's routine. It may be routine for him, but it's certainly not routine for either Candy or me. In my book, there is no such thing as "routine surgery".
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