Plan C & D… Bub-Bye (I think)

In light of a formerly unknown, additional medical problem which requires more immediate attention than the formerly known one, my mother’s paranoia over the whole situation, ever increasing expected expenses of the medical solution, and my general lack of faith UAE medical care (excluding the truly fantastic doctor* I saw this evening and whom I should be under the care of tomorrow morning), Plan B has now been changed to Plan C.

Tomorrow morning I’ll have surgery. As soon as a ticket can be booked I’m off to Canada for a second surgery and follow-up care.

And I think this is the end of the ‘Tainted’ story as you all know it. The fact that I’m unable to disclose all my realities on this particular blog is eating me alive. I currently have no will to care about this place anymore.

Love & luck to you all (even my haters who I’ve just granted smiles from ear to ear, I’m sure). I don’t think I’d have stuck around as long as I did if it weren’t for the interaction of you all.

* Thank You for bearing with me today; defiantly one of my worst days ever. Thank You for introducing me to the only competent doctor I’ve met in my eleven years in the UAE. And Thank You for your continued support. May you be blessed always.

And just as I was finished typing this up, Plan C becomes Plan D. Mommy’s paranoia has me booked to leave UAE for Canada tomorrow. A mother's power is an incredible thing, really. No surgery in the UAE. All of it in Canada, Inshallah.

You all take care.