three.hundred.and.eleven.

i'm falling asleep with blood dripping down my neck.

yup, apparently the mole removal has its own set of complications.

my fingers are crossed for no scar though. although it might not be too bad to have a scar on my neck that looks like i've had my soul sucked out by a vampire. maybe that will get me a walk on role for the next twilight movie.

all i can say is watch out, bella!

here's to all of you who checked in on my today - thanks for the concern.

also to those of you who have been reading all week, thanks for not running away from what has been, quite honestly, probably one of my most personal when it comes to confessions.

i'm going to sleep now in hopes that not moving will finally make the blood clot properly.

mostly so i can get this massive piece of gauze off my neck before i have to go out in public again.

for now i'm a recluse in mississauga.

and i love it.

even with the minor minor surgery complications.