Tomorrow I am going in for surgery to fix my nose. My nasal cavities are so narrow that I often have trouble breathing. In fact, in my attempt to have good etiquette and chew with my mouth closed, I often find myself suffocating and subsequently choking on my food when I have to take a quick breath in through my mouth. Yup. I also have such a hard time smelling things, that my boss’ dog once took a huge shit in front of my desk at work and I didn’t notice until someone came in completely disgusted with my cubicle space and horrified that I hadn’t noticed the little present from our canine friend. 

I’m not posting this on Facebook for fear of having to explain to everyone that, no, I am not getting my nose done. And YES I do need this for medical reasons, although lots of people use that excuse when they are getting a cosmetic nose job. To be honest, my biggest fear during this whole process has been that I may come out of surgery looking different. I don’t want to look different. Even though stupid kids made fun of me for years because of the size of my nose, I still want it to stay the same. I like my face, alright? 

Anyway, for the 4 people that follow my blog, say a little prayer to whomever you pray to for me. Unless it is Satan; While sometimes I need the devil on my side, tomorrow is not one of those days.