Six days post surgery and I am still alive. Trocar didn't kill me. But I thought the CO2 dissolving in my body would. That was some serious fucking agony. Now I just have to wait for the biopsy results. Hospital called today, but never left a message... dunno what that means. I have pics of my cyst and pics of my incisions. Haven't scanned them yet... too lazy. Happy belated b-day to me. I love myself. :wink:
The Burninator , if I wasn't so lazy, I would post a pic of me in my Strongbad sweatshirt I recieved for christmas.
Stay on subject. I don't know what the fuck cartoon you are takling about, but it doesn't have anything to do with a trocar. you'll all find out what a trocar is first hand when you die... and if anyone cares enough, has you embalmed. A trocar — a long, pointed, metal tube attached to a suction hose — is inserted close to the navel. The embalmer uses it to puncture the stomach, bladder, large intestines, and lungs. Gas and fluids are withdrawn before "cavity fluid" (a stronger mix of formaldehyde) is injected into the torso.
