Delay of the Necromancer

[smokingboot]

Well, that was short, sweet and definite. The specialist wants Sauron gone soon, and, contrary to my expectations, his destiny is not to be frozen off or scraped flat (Sauron, that is, I wouldn't hold out too much hope for the specialist) no, the necromancer will be scooped to death in a minor op. Specifically, he's going to be cut out in a sort of eye shape ('iiiiiiiccccccccccuuuuuuuu....') and the two sides will be sewn together in a vertical line or something. Great.

My beloved took time off work to take me there and give me moral support. Just as well or I wouldn't have gone. He's going to be there for the next one too, he says. I think he suspects I might not go through with it. He has a point.

This is such a small thing. I just hate it.

So we spent the rest of the day together, watching 13th Warrior over ice-cream and really good beer. Larians is a total gem, not only a wonderful partner but the most kind and patient of best friends.

The specialist doesn't even know if Sauron really is a bad mole. He just doesn't want to take the chance.

Suddenly I want to go to Patagonia.

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[smokingboot.livejournal.com]

I'm actually ashamed of this being a bit of a trauma for me when other people are having real operations for real problems. Talk about wimpdom!

Doc says there will be a scar, but I am already working on a story of how the jaguar spirit attacked me when I was wandering the Amazon...and once the thing's healed I am going to treat myself to a few henna tattoos around it, so I can pretend it's worth the fuss!