Surgery

Had GP lesson today. Was doing something like "Does modern technology always improve the quality of people's life?". But well, that's not the point. Anyway, halfway through the lesson, the teacher asked, "Who here has undergone surgery?" And me, being me, raised my hand.

I mean, it probably meant nothing to the rest of the class, but it kind of affected me quite a bit. Supposedly, according to the teacher, surgery was something that was feared by most, and it still is, due to the pain it brings and the time needed to heal. 

Well, those who have known me for at least a few years should know how many surgeries i've went through. Just for your info, you can't count it with just the two of ur hands, maybe not even your legs. But my point here is, i was trying to recall what pain i felt during the surgeries that i've been through. And the thing is, i couldn't recall any. 

I don't know, maybe i've been through so many surgical operations that i've become immune to them. So much that they don't really affect me anymore. Its kind of sad really, to be numbed and rid of feeling any pain just because i've been through too much of it. This thought flashed through my mind and, i don't know, i guess you could call it sadness, but there was this tinge of something close to sourness surfacing inside my heart. It didn't hurt, but it sucked. It sucked so much.

Something MY said that made me think, "At least we're still friends." 

Oh wells.