Down and Out

Dear loyal readers and committed fans,

I feel it is my duty to confess about an unfortunate situation.  Since I have been transported to this secret and undisclosed location, I have had to make several visits to the doctor's office.  While I confidently report that as of today I am in tip top shape, since I arrived here, that has not always been the case.  In the middle of November, I had to undergo a series of tests, the results of which caused me to be put under the knife, again (loyal readers, you may remember reading about a similar prior event). 

The mark of the tests.

This time, however, the procedure was a little more complicated and I suffered terrible pains post-op.  

Poor little me recovering.

Just this morning, I needed to go back to the doctor's to follow-up on a side effect from my prior procedure.  I was loaded up with more pills (you loyal fans understand my reference) and sent home with the clearance to report back to duty.  Then, if my problem has not improved in two weeks, I may have to go back in, again.  

Rest assured that despite all my troubles and suffering, I look fantastic and feel like a puppy, but these ailments are unusual to me as I am what is normally known as perfect.  I'm a little shaken up by all that has happened and am reconsidering risking the constant hounding of the puparazzi to receive treatment at my trusted Blum Hospital.

Yours truly,
Sweetie P.