



Was taking some nudies for you fine gents, and about to edit out the ugly scars from a recent salpingectomy surgery (removal of a ruptured Fallopian tube)... except...
My follow up appointment was today, and the Dr. Informed me just how close to death I actually was. (I had 2L of 🩸 drained from my abdomen and received a transfusion)
And then I thought... you know what... The scars are staying put. They’re a reminder of how precious life is, and how lucky I am. (I also threw in a photo of my fat ass for good measure.)
Enjoy.. or don’t. 😗🙏🏼❤️