Hear ye, hear ye! Cancerella is officially nub-less!

Evenin' all ... and happy Friday! The weekend is here - yippee!!

Big news today - my "nubs" finally fell out. Now, some of you may be wondering what the hell I'm talking about. Well, I am going to upload the pic - again, I might add, as it didn't work the last time! - fresh from surgery, with the yellow goo and all that good stuff (no idea what the yellow goo is; I presume stuff that helps keep important stuff like my brain bits disinfected - kind of like Lysol, or Mr. Clean, only not as lemony fresh, perhaps ... and a lot more medicinal ... and you can't buy it at Target or Shoppers Drug Mart in Canuckistan or The Store Where Only Hubby Shops - I refuse to shop at the Evil Empire; I digress and what ELSE is new, right?). So, Dr. M (the nice, sweet, super smart doc - you want them smart when they are drilling holes in your head) told me that the grounding stitches (aka The Nubs or Knubs if you want to be mildly international and exotic), as it were - the one at the beginning of the incision and the one at the end - would just fall out after four weeks or so, and lo and behold, Dr. M. was absolutely right! Guess that's why he's allowed to put folks on operating tables and drill holes in their heads! Tomorrow officially marks four weeks to the day that Yours Truly went under the knife, or The Drill - hard to believe ... time flies. Truly. It really does.

Glamour/glamor shot below ... ok, be honest - it's sexy, right? And I believe mon amour (thanks to my Uber FANTASTIC cousin ST for asking why I don't refer to my dear hubby as "mon amour" or "mio marito" and she had me scratching my still-somewhat-tender-and-ouchy-noggin - see below - she's right ...!!) - well, mon amour snapped this fabulous shot right after I woke up/came to/"yes please...more morphine!" - should I make it my profile shot on Facebook? What are your thoughts, kind friends/family/fond-folks-in-general? Discuss! ;-)

I was just starting to come to, methinks ...I honestly don't quite remember as I was la la la .... swaying and swinging and dancing on the happy morphine swing ... lalalalalalala (oooh, that's a dangerously repetitive theme, isn't it? Hmmmm .... ok ... enough talking about THAT...) ... so without further ado - are you ready? TA DA!!!! Voila Cancerella in all her stitched up yellow goo glory! C'est magnifique, n'est-ce pas?

So ...  there you have it (fingers crossed - I need to look at this in preview - hang on ... ok ... good enough - a little fuzzy but I think you'll get the idea....) ... the little bloody bit at the end (sorrrrryyyy ....) is one of The Nubs/Knubs and the other one is kind of tucked in on top of my gigantic ear (you know, I didn't realize until I saw this picture how HUGE my ears are - I thought that only happened to old folks i.e. that one's ears just got big and floppy as one aged, but holy BOVINE, Batman; my ears are humungous! Oy... oh well ... at this point, frankly, this middle-aged gal just doesn't give a s**t! So there! And it makes me giggle that I sport short, short hair with those ginormous ears! That's even funnier!)

So, that was my excitement for the day ... that I am officially nub-less. And I must say, I was so impressed with the work these fine folks did; the number of folks that have remarked to me that they would never have known that I had surgery to my grey/gray matter - I KNOW, right? Talented dudes/dudettes. I'm going to find a review site and recommend these folks ... I'm half kidding about that ... I mean, what do I say? "Hey, if you are looking for folks who will do a nice, clean job and not hit the wrong nerves, leave you looking faaaaaaaaaaaabulous, AND leave you with the ability to still walk, talk AND wipe your own arse, then I highly recommend ..." .... ok ... mildly inappropriate ... but, hey, it's Friday, I'm punchy and that's my story.

This girl is signing off for ce soir, and in the meantime, I wish you all a tremendous evening. Sending many, many hugs, kisses and much love, as always. Tonight's sign-off is a combo ... one from Uber cool cousin ST and the other from our dear pals Mr and Mrs B and K DeH ... love you all!

Travel with Love and your blue angel. ;-)


Cancerella and Her Amour/Marito/Schifoman
xoxoxo