Last post for a while
Today will be my last post for a few days. I go in for surgery tomorrow and get my insides taken out side. I've been dreading, postponing, and finally resigning myself to the inevitable.
I went in for my pre-op appointment, trying to hide the fact that I hadn't been feeling well lately. That darn lab work turned me in though. Still, they'll go ahead with the surgery because they loaded me up on antibiotics tonight.
If all goes well I shouldn't be in hospital more than a few days. I'm a demanding rabbit so I expect nothing less than smashing results. But you know all about best-laid plans.
I've cleaned my house and my desk at work from tip to top. Then I loaded poor Greg down with all the important phone numbers and life information for “just in case”.
I’ve had so many friends rally around me that I feel unworthy. So let me get my thank you’s off my chest while I’m still conscious. Thank you, Pari for meeting me in the middle of your busy day just to pick up newsletters. Thank you, Mel for offering to dog sit so Greg could spend more time with me. Thank you, Robyn for loading me down with hot romance reads because you knew I couldn’t handle Sodoku after anesthetic. Thank you, Kevbo for your super secret phone number and a sympathetic ear. Thank you, Maya for offering so many things just to make my life easier. You guys are the best!
Thank you to all my employees. You looked stunned and mortified that I won't be there to harrass you regularly. I was touched by your hugs and heartfelt wishes. Yes, you can come visit.
Thank you to all my online friends who have wished me prayers, good karma and speedy recovery. I won’t let you down. I’ve got a birthday coming up next week. I wouldn’t want to miss it for the world.
It would seem insufficient to thank Greg. He is my soul mate, and in all but body is going through this surgery with me. As always, he keeps me centered, but I know he bears the emotional brunt of this experience. No one is as lucky as I am.
You can call Greg if you absolutely have to have an update on me. He will complain and moan loudly about what a rotten patient I am. Go ahead and feel sorry for him. For once he won’t be exaggerating.
Browse around my website while I'm gone. I have lots of good posts on various experiences (writing and otherwise). There are also author interviews and a page full of helpful writing links. Visit here.
See you when I get back!
I went in for my pre-op appointment, trying to hide the fact that I hadn't been feeling well lately. That darn lab work turned me in though. Still, they'll go ahead with the surgery because they loaded me up on antibiotics tonight.
If all goes well I shouldn't be in hospital more than a few days. I'm a demanding rabbit so I expect nothing less than smashing results. But you know all about best-laid plans.
I've cleaned my house and my desk at work from tip to top. Then I loaded poor Greg down with all the important phone numbers and life information for “just in case”.
I’ve had so many friends rally around me that I feel unworthy. So let me get my thank you’s off my chest while I’m still conscious. Thank you, Pari for meeting me in the middle of your busy day just to pick up newsletters. Thank you, Mel for offering to dog sit so Greg could spend more time with me. Thank you, Robyn for loading me down with hot romance reads because you knew I couldn’t handle Sodoku after anesthetic. Thank you, Kevbo for your super secret phone number and a sympathetic ear. Thank you, Maya for offering so many things just to make my life easier. You guys are the best!
Thank you to all my employees. You looked stunned and mortified that I won't be there to harrass you regularly. I was touched by your hugs and heartfelt wishes. Yes, you can come visit.
Thank you to all my online friends who have wished me prayers, good karma and speedy recovery. I won’t let you down. I’ve got a birthday coming up next week. I wouldn’t want to miss it for the world.
It would seem insufficient to thank Greg. He is my soul mate, and in all but body is going through this surgery with me. As always, he keeps me centered, but I know he bears the emotional brunt of this experience. No one is as lucky as I am.
You can call Greg if you absolutely have to have an update on me. He will complain and moan loudly about what a rotten patient I am. Go ahead and feel sorry for him. For once he won’t be exaggerating.
Browse around my website while I'm gone. I have lots of good posts on various experiences (writing and otherwise). There are also author interviews and a page full of helpful writing links. Visit here.
See you when I get back!
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