I went to the doctors a couple of days ago to have a facial polyp removed. I’ve had this thing hanging off my face, just below my left, lower eyelid for a couple of years now but just lately it’s been getting bigger. It’s not huge or anything, even now, but I really don’t want it anymore as it’s just started to be noticable in my vision.
Anyhow, I went to the doctor, thinking that he would just cut the sucker loose, but no. He grabbed it with a pair of tweezers and pulled on it - I swear, you wouldn’t believe how elastic this thing is, it stretched about an inch - and just applied some really really cold spray to the skinny little bit that connects it to my face. He told me that it will now die and fall of in a couple of weeks.
Not what I wanted to hear but, hell, I’ve had the thing for two years, another two weeks isn’t going to kill me.
Then I wake up this morning.
The fucking thing is turning dark blue! What was hardly noticable a few days ago is suddenly very, very noticable and will remain that way for maybe two fucking weeks till it drops off in my fucking corn flakes or something!
Fuck you polyp and fuck you doc for inflicting a lingering death on it instead of going for a quick, clean kill!