Preparing for Surgery
Erik sat back in his chair, grinning like a seven year old who had just gotten a new bike—with no training wheels. "Will you really be able to do that Doctor?"
"With the help of my new assistant, yes. You'll be a great success. Now… about that… err… nose? Let's see. We could take some cartilage from some other part in you body and insert it…" the doctor touched Erik's non-existent nose.
Erik slapped his hand away. "Just do it. Don't tell me how you're going to do it. Please." The man's golden eyes winced.
"Okay then. Do you need any breast augmentation?" Doctor Perlman asked.
Erik looked down. "Uh, no? Not that I know of."
"Good. That adds a lot of pain. What about a butt lift?"
"Err… what's the point of that?" Erik wondered.
"It just gives your tush a…" the doctor pulled Erik to his feet. Through his paper gown, he showed Erik how high it would go. Erik liked the look.
"Sure! That's great!" Erik exclaimed.
"Okay." Perlman pulled out a tablet and scribbled something on it. "Is there anything else?"
"Not that I know of. I can't wait."
The doctor looked at Erik very seriously. "Erik. You must understand that you are going to have to withstand major pain to go through with this."
Erik looked at him and sighed. "Dr. Perlman, I've endured so much pain going through life that I don't think that anything will match that."
"Alright then Erik. I'll see you tomorrow at 9:30 sharp to do your surgery. Before you leave… will you kindly open your mouth for me?"
Erik shrugged and did so. Dr. Perlman almost fell over. "Okay. We'll have Dr. Dorfman do some dental stuff on you later this month. Bye Erik. It was really nice to meet you."
Standing up, Erik went out into the bathroom across the room. He finally got to get out of his paper hospital gown and into his comfy cape and suit. Sighing, he slipped the mask back into place upon his face.
Erik walked out of the hospital and down to where his limo—and Hilary—were to turn up. The limo finally came after a few moments. Erik noticed a large dent on the hood. As he stepped inside, he was greeted by Hilary's angry face.
"What's wrong?" Erik asked.
"I hate being a limo driver! I stopped by Barnes & Noble for a bit to pick up a few books that I really NEEDED and missed my next client. It was just some stupid king or something like that. So… now I owe the limo company $1,000 dollars –for the dent on the hood—and I also need a new job! I hope that application I put in went through…" Hilary sighed.
Erik groaned. Where would he run into her next?
"Well Erik. Here we are. Have a nice time in the hotel." Erik just had time to jump out of the car before the crazy woman drove away like she was being chased.
Erik went into the hotel and decided he'd better get a good night sleep, so he'd be ready for surgery the next day. Erik had never had any kind of surgery… except when he'd had appendicitis when he was ten.
Climbing into his coffin—the most comfortable place on earth---Erik fell into a deep, deep sleep for the whole night.
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When Erik awoke the next morning, he panicked. Today he was getting surgery. Climbing out of the coffin, he pulled on his suit and placed his purple bunny slippers under the bed that was unused.
Going into the bathroom, he picked up one of the cheap razors provided by the hotel and shaved his face clean. Then he opened the cabinet. "Tom's Refreshing Aftershave" sat on the shelf inside. Picking it up, he splashed some of the manly smelling stuff onto his chin, and grimaced. Reading the back, he realized that he'd put on about double as much as he should've.
When Erik finally washed most of the aftershave off, he showered and combed his hair. Looking at his face, he smiled. Soon he would be sexy… just a lot of pain was to come first.
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Erik's limo, driven by a male this time, pulled up at the hospital and Erik climbed out. He practically ran to the area where plastic surgeries were done. Dr. Dorfman greeted him.
"Hi Erik. Are you ready…"the doctor paused. "What is that smell?"
Erik blushed.
"Never mind. Let's go." He said hastily.
As the doctor prepared Erik to go into the ER, the anesthesiologist injected him with the anesthesia. As the Phantom drifted off to the wonderful sleep land, he thought of how handsome he'd be.
"I'm… gonna… be hot… and se….xxxx….yyyyyy…" Erik whispered before going off to sleep.
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