That is the pirate me on my pirate ship with my barrel of rum. I know it isn't the best drawing but I never claimed to be an artist. I put a lot of work into it though. Ever google image searched the term 'pirate'? Lots of scantily-clad girls, a veritable smorgasbord of flesh and ponytails.
For some reason, I've decided that the source of my pain (we are on day 8 now) is a tumor behind my right eye. It makes sense, doesn't it? Muscle relaxants and usual muscle treatment things are not working, the pain is all right sided, my right eye area is tender if I rub the lid (I'm an eye rubber, what can I say) and if I blink too hard. So the obvious answer is a tumor. They'll probably have to shave my head for the surgery, which makes the hair color touch up from a couple of weeks ago a waste of money, and they will probably have to remove my eye. On Facebook I've asked friends for suggestions for a pirate name because if I lose an eye, I totally get a pirate name.
If any of my heretofore silent readers wish to offer a suggestion, I invite them to do so in the comments section. And if it doesn't turn out to be a tumor necessitating the removal of my right eye? Well, I'll adopt the pirate name anyway... if it is good enough.
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