Thursday is my appointment for a liver biopsy. Originally, I was not at all nervous about it but as my sleeplessness and dreams would indicate, I am getting concerned about my health. I've been dreaming about my finger nails falling off, sort of in the style of "The Fly" where Jeff Goldblum falls apart by pieces as he slowly transforms into the fly.
The procedure will be simple. One needle to freeze my side and the second one to go between the ribs and take out a piece of liver. They asked if they end up taking more than they need, could they have it for research purposes? I said, "Yes, as long as you don't clone me." The nurse replied, "Why does everyone say that?" Too much sci-fi!
Well, wish me luck!
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