This morning we were moving my son into his new apartment and I came to the realization that I am running out of time before the surgery.
22 days left before I have to be down at the Mayo Clinic.
14 days left of work at Blount.
6 shifts left at the store.
3 Fridays
3 Saturdays
Then everything changes.
When our nephew Jonathan was up, he got us a very nice bottle of wine to drink. We started talking about plans for a nice meal that included the bottle of wine for our anniversary. Steaks on the grill, mushrooms, baked potatoes and the wine. Just a nice relaxing dinner. One problem, our anniversary is on September 3rd. For the most part, all of that meal will be off the menu for me. That is, unless I run it through a blender first.
Happy Anniversary.
Can I just say that this sucks? Am I allowed to say that? Because it does.
I keep telling myself “I got this”. Got what? Who am i kidding? I am just tied to that branch floating down the river towards the waterfall with Kusco. There will be a sudden stop on the 4th followed by some pain. The pain gets covered by drugs. However the rest changes are a little more permanent. Diet coke, gone. Those who know me know that I live on that stuff. It is my coffee, my drug of choice to get this old body up and running. I assume Coke’s stock price will plummet shortly after the 4th. I will need to learn to eat all over again. Slower, smaller portions, more often during the day. I told myself that I had plenty of time to condition my body to this new way of life. I guess I failed at that one.
Ok. Pity blog done. I just needed to write it and get it out of my system. I got this. Really I do. Valleyfair on the 17th. The Harvest Festival on August 1st. Then down to Mayo on the 3rd.
Yea, I got this. My only real worry needs to be that I don't come out of surgery as a Lama.
Bring it on BOO-YEAH
Some rain, some shine. We’ll make this a world for two
Our memories of yesterday will last a lifetime
We’ll take the best, forget the rest
And someday we’ll find
These are the best of times
(Best of times STYX)
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