Sweetheart is taking great care of me as I lay on the couch and try to listen to Pandora. In between nap sessions, she repacks my gauze, and allots me more pain meds. I'm hoping to get a body massage out of the deal. Surgery was at nine am, but going from six until nine without coffee, water, or anything by mouth really sucked. The twilight anesthesia hasn't hit me as hard this time, I'm actually able to have moments of activity.
I also found this:
Hell, I might have some Bailey's in tomorrow's lukewarm coffee to start the day off right. Later on at my Dad and Mom's house, we are celebrating my Mom's birthday, Christmas, and The End Of the World As We know It (TEOTWAWKI). I'm hoping the Tenderloin is soft enough for me to eat, but we are also bringing a couple of bottles of wine.
|I think the guy in the middle is sticking his tongue out at us.|
I think the guy in the middle is sticking his tongue out at us. The Mayans must have won the Longest punch line delivery in all of history. I'm calling Guinness World Records and check it out.
Stay Tuned, more random thoughts to follow....