OT: more surgery for me

I found out yesterday that I'm going to have a wee bit of hand surgery to remove what I thought was a bone spur from a finger, but is in reality a very hard cyst. After the RNY ordeal, my whole attitude to having to get worked on was, "Oh, big deal. Git 'er done." More like thinking I have to stop at the gas station to fill up than booking A Big Life Changing Event. I'm getting so jaded in my old age...

Must be that hard-core, mean/lean EMT mentality kicking in.