Because I don't have long at all.
I'm about to hit the road to go get my mom. I have the colonoscopy upper endoscopy this morning at a quarter to seven. That's right, they're going to go down both ends in the same visit. I drew the special torture card! Yay me!
My stomach is so empty it hurts, my mouth is dry and I threw up a good bit of the prep last night so even though everything is all clear so to speak I have a feeling I'm going to get yelled at. Goody.
I really hope that this doc finds nothing. Then maybe I will feel better about him scaring the crap out of me when he said he thinks that I need this because he fears cancer. Do you know how many of my dreams have me telling people what I think of them and then walking off only to die in some tropical setting???
I have been planning my last months in my dreams. I never get what I want though. Not even in my dreams. What kind of mess is that?
I would promise to write after I get home but I'm pretty sure my immediate plan will be to face plant on my bed for a few hours.
Stay frosty I'll be back!
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