Its pronounced...canceled.

 *updated*

Surgery was canceled.
Still unresolved as to what happens next.
I'm frustrated and still in pain.

But I get to spend time with Mook and O-man.

And eat lots of chocolate thanks to some special people.

Thanks for all your warm fuzzies. 

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English is my first language, and I still have issues with it.

I've been doing some freelance work for a photographer in my area, and English is not her first language--so a lot of my job is helping her translate things to read correctly in our language so we can write/design marketing pieces for her business.

We had our weekly meeting on Monday, and I told her that I wouldn't be able to check e-mails on Wednesday because I was "going under the knife" Well, the look I got told me she was not familiar with this slang phrase we silly English speaking people have come up with.

So I literally spelled it out to explain the phrase to her. I think she sort of understood--but then the focus shifted to the word: Knife. We both expressed our frustration on why so many of our words are not pronounced like they are spelled.

I've decided that instead of going under the KNIFE, I am going under the CAHNIF today instead. The cyst I mentioned a while back--it has to be removed. The thing has a pulse, and is making the left side of my head hurt constantly. A Cahnif sounds much less menacing. Maybe I won't freak out as much thinking of my head being cut into with something that doesn't actually exist?

I'll let you know....