It is way past my bedtime. Normally, I try to be in bed by about 9:30 although sometimes it is closer to 10:00. Tonight, I am going to try and make it until midnight because I am going to have a midnight snack. And then I plan on sleeping late, really late. There was a time, many years ago, when this behavior was fun, but at my age-it is just a chore. The silence of my house bids me to crawl into the comfort of my cool sheets. And my mind screams "DISOBEDIENCE!" at the thought of a midnight snack. But tonight, I prepare for a minor surgical procedure at 1:00 p.m. tomorrow
Sadly, I have been having gallbladder attacks. My recent ultrasound showed several "free floating" stones, approximately 9 mm in size. Tomorrow, they come out - along with with little organ that houses them.
I am thrilled!
For months, my stomach has tried to express frustration, and I was deaf. So...she screamed...very loudly one night - and for hours. I heard her all right! And woke my husband to request a ride to the local emergency department. However, my time spent working as a medical coder for a general surgery practice caused me to postpone that trip until near death; and since I didn't feel as if I would die - YET - I stayed at home. An appointment with my family doctor occurred that very day. It was only a matter of a day before I learned I had developed gallstones.
So, tomorrow is the day. But since I am nearly disabled without my morning coffee, and behave like a bear disturbed during hibernation when I don't eat, I am determined to sleep until the latest possible hour. I suspect there are bets being made by my family members and close friends; the ones who know that sleeping in for me is 7:30 a.m.
Ha! We will see if I can do it.
Whether I sleep or wake, if you read this before 1:00 on June 16 - please say a little prayer for me. I appreciate it. And I will be back soon and hopefully feeling well enough to do some REAL blogging. :)