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  • 10/28 — Tick tock. 48h

    I’ll order breakfast shortly. For the past several days, it’s been: Pre-packaged corn flakes. Skim milkTwo hard-boiled eggs. (NO, I don’t eat the yolks)Scrambled eggs with peppers and tomatoesSugar-free Jell-O (in case something gets caught)and unsweet tea. I ask for some Splenda to toss in the tea. ——– Not anything special, but it’s what I’ve… Read more

  • 10/27 – Wednesday, Thuresday – Friday!

    Three days, I guess. Today, I don’t have any visitiors, that I know of. Jason is safely back at the office. Little Sister is taking a self-care day. Mom is concentrating on other things. Good. Good. Good. I hate it when everyone has to drive an hour, chat about stuff for an hour, and then… Read more

  • 10/26 — Four days –

    The countdown isn’t the day I leave, but the day of the second operation. There will be two or three days of monitoring after the operation – which I expect and actually hope happens. I want this to be a one-and-done thing. After packing and stretching the muscles with who knows what, I’d feel more… Read more

  • 10/24 – SIx Days to go.

    Last night — great. The bed alarm was off. I went to the bathroom when I wanted. Had Sprite Zero on tap and even drank an extra Ensure. It was warm, but okay. They’re much better cold. So, for my part, I did what I did, and the staff just visited minimally – which I… Read more

  • Big Brain Thought – Devolution of Marriage

    Okay… This isn’t an old post. Rather, this is something that occurred to me while Mom was visiting. Loosely… Back in the 20s, marriage’s purpose was survival, children, alliance. It was in that order. Men and women united for surivial because what else was there? A core, if not THE, pillar of society was marriage… Read more

  • 10/23 Another day – Countdown 7

    Last night was a little difficult. Well, difficult that I couldn’t get away with a lot. The tech Nick and nurse Busbo didn’t speak English well. They seemed competent, but they did everything strictly by the book. That meant that all bed alarms were on. When I declined the anti-blood clot belly stick, they gave… Read more

  • 10/22 – Part Two

    Okay. It’s taken me about an hour, but I think that I can use the arm. I’m just settling down. It’s taken me about an hour and a half, shamefully, but I have to pull myself back together. I think I took a nap somewhere in there. Scotty came in and asked if I was… Read more

  • 10/22 — Countdown – 8

    While eight days from now isn’t my release, it’s the next step on this long and phone-shattering gravel road. I’ll probably be released three or four days after, pending fate. But I feel that the honeymoon between the staff and me has completely shifted. In a recent post, I created a type of list for… Read more

  • 10/21

    Another day, another Ensure. Well, not yet. Soon. It feels like there’s a bit of a gap between lunch – around 1 and dinner – around 6. So, I drink one after lunch and after dinner. This morning, Dr. Floyde (?) spoke to me. It was 630am and he was talking about some heavy stuff.… Read more

  • 10/20 Day… ? Five? Four?

    Day ? I think it’s Tuesday. Someone told me it is. Updates – It’s almost time to order lunch. No update on plastics. Don’t know that. I keep getting an ever-revolving staff picks, understandable. Checked in on my non-class class. Satisfying; my replacement is a WHOPPING 70 assignments behind. That’s 20 more than yesterday. —… Read more