Does it ever seem like crazy stuff only happens to you? I hope so because I am really starting to think some Greater Being has it out for me or something, and I'd hate to go down alone. I'm eyeballing you, Xenu.
I mean seriously. Let's just look at this for a minute.
My house burns down. here
I do a botch job at cutting my thumb off with a can lid. here
I have a uterine ablation that had no success. here
I have a hysterectomy. here
I get parvo. here
My son needs surgery. here
I demand that my son stay in the school that he is currently in with his friends, only to find the new assistant principal is the old principal from the shitty-school-that-shall-not-be-named. (more on this later)
and oh yeah, I need another hysterectomy.
Yeah, see...the funny thing about me, is if there's ever "a very small percentage..." just accept and expect that I'm in that minute insignificant group of people that bizarre things happen to.
Because seriously who has two hysterectomies? Oh right, people who are me. It makes perfect sense now.
It's like a movie. Hysterectomy Part Deux: This time, it's cervical.
I'm pretty sure this is how wormholes are created.
If you meet your parallel self and you're way cooler than your real self- you're welcome.