We arrived at the hospital and I am really nervous. I am helped by my Grandfather (GF), my Mom, and my Dad who came to the hospital as soon as he could. I am in the waiting room for what felt like a couple of minutes. And then the doctors tell me that I have to get it out right now and that I will have stitches. I am scared but say "k". I am turned away holding onto my Dad while the stick me full of numbness juices into my knee. I am crying not because of the pain but because of the fact that I can feel them tugging on the lure and then *Pop!* It's a boy! Just kidding 😂 I regret using this emoji....
The lure is now out of my knee!