I am terrified. I don't honestly know how I would handle her dying. The realization of the possibility hadn't really sunk in until this morning when she called at 6:30 to tell me that she was leaving for her appointment. And then again, when she got there, before she met her anesthesiologist. I am honestly terrified. She'd better be okay...
So, as a way of tribute to Izzy, as she is exposing hers, I'll be exposing my upper-mouth-plate-thing-y as well.
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I commented this already. Did you take it down?
ReplyDeleteIt's the palate, dear.
ReplyDeleteAnd you know what? That picture looks nothing like you. Like, I imagine you could take a picture of one of several parts of your body (like your hands, feet, other bits, etc.) and send it to me and I would immediately know whose body was photographed. But this? I don't see you.