Hey, hey Waffle gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more.

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Now, I believe today's first story is one

that we've covered in the past but now comes with additional information and an update as well

so please feel free to use the timestamps if you'd like to. It's from Am I the Asshole for Medical

who says am I the asshole for refusing to let my daughter get a surgery? Throw away because some of my family

use Reddit. Hi all, I female 30 have been dealing with chronic medical issues all of my life.

I married my 33 husband, L, a few years ago and had my daughter A5 soon after. When I was pregnant with A, I was warned that it

would be difficult due to my issues and that would likely have some passed on from me. I accepted

this and I expected it. She was delivered and was a beautiful baby girl who didn't have my issues

at the time. However, as she got older, it became more apparent that she inherited my medical problems,

one of which has an optional surgery that could negate it entirely.

It's possible to live with it instead of choosing to operate, but the surgery will eliminate it.

I have some trauma with hospitals in general.

I've had to be in and out of them my entire life and it's left some deep wounds. It's awful to spend your formative years stuck in a

sterile room with an IV and in pain. I've spent some time in therapy for it, but I still hate

them. The surgery that would remove the problem is covered by insurance,

so money isn't a problem. However, it has a long recovery period and I don't want my daughter

to suffer through that. I've told Elle that I don't want her to have to go through the lengthy

process of recovery. He disagrees and has asked my family members to knock some sense into me. His words, not mine. It's become a big point of contention between us and I refuse to budge. So am I the assol. Edit, for those who want to know, she has, excuse my pronunciation here, radio ulnar synostosis in both arms. She'd have to spend weeks

in casts with both arms. Edit 2. You're right, I was letting my own fear cloud my judgment,

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