The hours are ticking down until my surgery on Thursday. I’m trying to get things done, and at the same time, keep myself comfortable.
I finished addressing my Christmas cards, worked on ordering Christmas presents, and then took a little nap.
But in the early part of the day, I was feeling kind of crappy, and all I wanted was to pick up the phone and call my Mom.
That’s the really hard thing. Once your parents are gone, there are no more phone calls, no more assurances, no comfort.
So, I picked up my phone and called my cousin. I explained how I was feeling and she said the magic words. “Oh poor baby.” (Said in a good and loving manner.)
So, we are going down the final stretch. Thursday, I will be in surgery and after that it’s recovery!
Yes, life is looking up!
Good that you got a surgery appointment so quickly. Here’s hoping you’ll soon be pain-free and yourself again!
I know what you mean. I miss my daily 5 p.m. call to my dad and I still want to call my mom when I am sick!
Hoping you are good as new by Christmas!