This doctor essentially demands that I quit smoking before she’ll cut a cyst out of my fucking face .
“it has to do with the healing and the blood circulation”
I countered..
“I’m pretty resilient”
She stuck by her guns ..
“no. You need to be nicotine free before I’m comfortable operating”
I think she could tell I was squirming…
“What about nicotine lozenges?
Or little Zyn packs?”
“no…It threatens the efficacy”
It was on the tip of my tongue, a very solid point…
(are you going to test me ?? For nicotine?)
Oh…this topsy turvy world…
These levels of control…
Healthy equals right .
Therefore…
I DEMAND THAT YOU BE “HEALTHY”…
(your Honor ,if it pleases the court…
There is no argument on this matter. Obviously, healthy is what is right and good… The problem…is in the demand..)
I demand you to be this, I order you to be that ..it’s the Spanish fucking Inquisition, all over again..
You demand…
Hey look lady,, this thing is the size of a dime ..
Give me that fucking scalpel and a mirror 🪞
I’ll do it myself…
Free Palestine.
dawn 