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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

Well, I said I wouldn't start panicking until Tuesday, 27th January, and now that happy day has rolled around I've officially started a proper fit of the heebie jeebies. I made the ridiculous mistake of trying to educate myself as to what to expect tomorrow and found this lovely animation of exactly the proceedure I'll be having tomorrow. That new knowledge resulted in a fit of weeping, stemmed only by a quick talk with a doctor at the hospital who assured me that the proceedure will only take "5 to 20 minutes", that I won't be able to feel "hardly anything but a little bit of pressure" and that it will all be overy "very quickly". One way or another. Side effects, another website told me, include a debilitating headache and in extreme cases damage to the spinal cord. I stopped reading things after that and had another minor freak out.

After phoning around, I've found someone willing to sit with me tomorrow night and measure the size of my bruise as it grows across my back. We will be eating popcorn and watching movies - probably Dirty Pretty Things now that it's got an oscar nomination and is available on sky movies.

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