It's almost time

Here I am less than 24 hours away from the surgery. This has been hanging over my head for so long now. I can't believe it is almost here. My apprehension is high - red level. G doesn't want to talk about it anymore. He just doesn't even listen. I guess I really can't blame him. Men want to solve things whereas women want to talk about them in a effort to sole them.

I just wish they would give me an example (like the faces they use) to quantify pain. How much worse is it than what I experience now? But then pain is an individual thing. Eeryong tells me that I have already endured so much that I can get through this one.

Tonight I have to shower with an antibacterial soap, and then get up tomorrow and do it again. Some of you probably don't share this point of view, and some may think this is terrible, but there is very little in this world that I dislike more than a morning shower. Texas weather is being Texas weather, so after this lovely warm period we have had, it will be chilly again. And I have to put my body in a shower. Uck.

So this will be my last post for a while. I wanted to take Gertie here with me to the hospital, but first, as nice as this place is, I don't want her tempted to go home with someone else, and second, I got to thinking about setting her up: plugging her in, setting it up, etc. So she will be waiting here for me to teturn.

What happens on my return which will be Saturday at the earliest, I don't know. But I will see you later on down the road.

Peace.