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OF COURSE I got pictures. Not of the surgical procedure, though. No way I was going to watch that happen on my own body. Someone else's, maybe, sure. But I lugged that stupid lump around TWICE (had it removed before), so I needed to get before and afters.

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OF COURSE I got pictures.

😂😂😂

I would have wanted to watch the procedure. It's kind of fun. I did it once when they cut me open below my armpit, one inch deep, two inches wide. It's a strange feeling watching someone cut into me, totally felt like a meat slab being carved up by a surgeon's scalpel, a medical tool I still want. Dental tools aren't enough for me. Yeah, I could carve your teeth, if you want them to be non-functional sculptures.

No way I was going to watch that happen on my own body. Someone else's, maybe, sure.

This begs for me to ask why. I'm slightly more comfortable with regard to it being my body than someone else's.

Why, oh why does this lump come back a second time? What kind of lump is that? Is it daemonic?

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I have no interest in seeing my body get cut open. I saw enough of that shit when I was a teenager. But mostly I just don't want to know if it would make me puke or pass out or both.