So tonight I was supposed to change the bandage on Bob's ear. Yikes..it is all purple and black and swollen really big. It doesn't look real. This can't be right. I call the doctor, and we rush down to meet him after hours. He re-does the whole surgery. By this time I am getting PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) from seeing ears cut apart, and can't close my eyes without seeing it. We were worried he was never going to look normal again. Watch for cancer on your body....
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