OK, got a hold of the surgeon on his personal cell phone. Poor guy has a cold. He called the hospital, but they're on a skeleton crew and the x-ray technician lady (I know who he's talking about, she's incredible) is not in. Since I'm not in pain until I mess with the lump, he's keeping me on antibiotics in the hope that this will calm down. I am to call him immediately if anything changed, and to call Wednesday regardless. He wants to avoid surgery if possible. I want to try to hold stuff off until the first of the year, since my leave will reset (80 hours sick, 88 hours personal).
We'll see what happens.
**How can you care?** 'Because I choose to.' **You make it sound so simple.** 'That's because it is simple. Hard sometimes, but simple.'
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