Originally Posted by Paul Smeenus

Well it's shortly after 5am and I was just visited by a doctor who told me that they're gonna do some kind of angiogram, but instead of my heart it's going up to my head so they can perform more detailed (but hella more invasive) imaging of my aneurism. This isn't the surgery itself, mind you. They're gonna cut into my leg and run some kind of contraption all the way up to my neck. She told me that it's routine for them. Not too terribly routine for me. Fecking scared...