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Unique Factor

Silver nitrate burns like f__k! I've had silver nitrate applied to my chest for the past few weeks. Apparently, I have granulations or as I understand it, my skin keeps trying to grow around my PEG tube and thus keeps breaking open and bleeding. .To remedy this condition, they are applying this treatment almost daily. Despite myself, I yell out as it feels as if it will eat away to my heart. Yes, I said my heart, not my stomach.

My PEG tube is located extraordinarily high, right smack in the middle of my breasts.  Doctors, nurses, aides, and PALS look at it with consternation. And they all seem to agree, it's the highest PEG tube they've ever seen! Great! I'm a freak! Not only did I manage to contract a rare and deadly disease, but I sport the ugliest third boob ever!

Oh well, I always yearned for a unique factor.
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Location: University of Washington Medical Center, University of Washington, 1959 Northeast Pacific Street, Seattle, WA 98195, USA

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