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Britney's P.O.V

I look at the doctor as if she's crazy, witch she is. I've got absolutely nothing wrong with me. "Britney we are going to take you surgery is that okay with you?" The female doctor said before she looked back at her clip pad. "Y-yeah. Yeah that's f-fine with me." I gave her a fake smile, hoping that she doesn't see through it. But this being me she did. "It's okay if you're not. There are other ways to go though with-" i cut her off before she can say more, "It's okay. Seriously i can go though with it. All i want to know is 1) what needs to be fixed 2) what is the process of the surgery. And 3) can you please list all of the ways thos can go horribly wrong, so i know what will happen in the worst case scenario so that if that happens i can know what would happen and how to be at least 3 steps ahead of what it is." The female doctor looks at me in disbelief, almost as if no one has ever asked her that. "Ummmmm, i don't think it's safe for you to know.... but if you are sure i will..." i nod my head as she was looking up at me before explaining what they would do and what could go wrong.