Well, I had a dental appointment yesterday, and I am in pain, but at least its over with.
While it was going on, I kept thinking about SRS, and I realized that if I could handle this, I can handle SRS too.
Or at least I really hope so ...
Ah, well.
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trust me when I say the SRS
trust me when I say the SRS is gonna be a different pain.
You really have no idea !
OK, well it's SRS is it? Well, I weighed over 200lbs and they would not do the op until I lost 30 lbs. My BP was that of a teen ager.
So, I knew from everyone that I ever talked to that Morphine makes you sick as a dog after, so I asked for Verset, and some Phenlybarb. It worked great, and I sang all night long in recovery. When they took me back to my room they scolded me for being noisy and then gave me sleeping pills. I didn't have any pain for a week, until they pulled about 15 feet of packing out and removed the catheter.
At about 10 days, I started dilating. That did not hurt much until they wanted me to work up to the larger sizes 1 1/2 inches was the biggest I ever got with a depth of 4 inches. When I got bigger, It hurt like hell.
You got somethin waitin for you sweetheart.
G
huh?
That's like comparing a stubbed toe to an amputation.
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