Worried Man Blues
I'm not a happy bunny tonight as Dearest has to go into hospital tomorrow for some fairly minor surgery. It will mean a general anaesthetic, and general anaesthetics always make me worry. I know, I know, everyone tells me that there's only something like a one in five million chance that something could go wrong, but when it concerns one of those you love all rationality goes out of the window.
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