The Boob's Hystersister
Beth is a friend of mine from high school. We had lost touch but were reunited by Facebook after about 25 years. Holy shit, now I feel really old. When the fuck did that happen? Thanks Facebook, but I still don’t like you. 
Beth lives a few towns away, and it’s been amazing catching up again. She also looks just like she did in high school. Still gorgeous. (Damn her and her ageless beauty).
Beth also had a hysterectomy a couple of years before I had mine (fuckin’ wombs … amirite?). She’s truly a lovely person, and I can’t thank her enough for her emotional support before and after my operation.
What else can I say? She’ll forever be my hystersister.
FOOTNOTES: My relationship with Facebook is complicated.