Take Two Cyst Removal

So, I woke up at 5:15 this morning for surgery. Dad stayed in bed and didn't come to the hospital with us, but it actually went very smoothly this time. The anesthesiologist came in before the nurse put my IV in. He was really nice, and told us that if the nurses didn't get it on the first try, to come and get him. A few minutes later, he just came back and did it himself...and got it on the first try! Yay for not being stabbed with a needle five times! I'm not going to really paragraph this entry, by the way. The best part about the whole day was seeing this crazy old man from last year's car show (whose son, coincidentally, beat Shadow) with the back of his gown hanging open. Thank God he had his old people boxers on. They took me back pretty much on time. Paul was the only person who was dawdling. Finally, they knocked me out and cut me open and--it wasn't a cyst after all. Just scar tissue that happened to form like a cyst on the nerve. So he took a lot more precautions with the way he sutured and whatnot so it won't happen again (and so that I won't get to use my cyst removal punch card). This time I get to wear my splint for two weeks. It's kinda like having a cast, I guess, only not as bad (not that I remember).