I am cancelling my scheduled operation.
Cowardice it may be, but on the other hand it might be damned sensible; anything planned for the 13th of the month, with the way my luck runs, that involves cutting into my body and anaesthesia, is not going ahead.
Either way, the op is off.
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It is now officially two weeks since I have eaten.
I am told that's nothing; hunger strikers can keep it up for months.
Then they die.
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Some days I feel like Betty Blue. Other days it's more like Betty Boop.
