Nine Hundred & Forty

Theme: Operation

My mums operation went well. I want her home. I miss her already.
It's aunt Irma time and I'm in so much pain. I screamed so loud I'm surprised the neighbours didn't call an ambulance. I wanted to go to A&E but with my mum in hospital I thought I'd ride it out. The pills I'm on aren't working. Tramadol. A step below morphine. I wish the doctors would give me that instead.

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