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[17 Jun 2009|09:20pm] |
 Went in to the clinic to check one thing, left with a new problem. After my X-rays I had to cut myself out of the hospital gown using the Swiss army knife I keep in my purse. It was so large on me when I first put it on that I tied it in the front, but my tiny bow became a knot and after fifteen minutes of picking at it with my finger nails I caved and cut and left pretending that's how it was when I got it. I hid the evidence in my purse. The rest of the day was pretty much all uphill from there. |
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