Care Bear here. I guess I'm not important because I've gone through a traumatic experience this past week and do you see anything on this blog about it? NO. I'm having to come here myself and tell you my troubles.
First off, I've had this little, uh, problem for a while. I'd post a pic but it's kind of embarrassing, not that my mother cared when she posted it all over Facebook. I had some weird nipple thing going on, it started to look like an alien and was all inside out then Dr. Becky poked it with a needle and ooky stuff came out. It would be ok for a while then it filled back up and I was all who cares, I don't even use nipples but they said no more draining it, I'm going under the knife. Just like that, like I was a Thanksgiving turkey to be carved.
It was a surprise blitz, I thought I was going to work with Mom that morning and next thing I knew I was HERE:
Next thing I knew I was seeing rainbow colored unicorns flying over my head throwing down steaks like those people throw out candy at a human parade. When I woke up I was all confused and looked like THIS:
I decided I had enough with being manhandled and forced into surgeries like I lived in a communist country, I was about to protest but Mom gave me illegally drugged peanut butter and I was all:
So that's my story. I thought I was going to the office, instead was doped up, cut open, my teeth yanked out, doped up again and now I'm half naked and missing a nipple.
PS Marie said the ball of stuff they took out was pretty big and weird. I guess that part is kind of manly.