Get this, me and the little lady is checking into a motel room near the hospital Thursday evening, the kids are going to friends' house. Thursday, no feeding (feeding as in equate plus) my diet for the past 4 months, but I can and must have 'go lightly' which will go better than past times since it's being shot into my jj tube or leaked from a elevated bag. Doc says, 'get rid of that methane gas boy!'
Surgery, 7:00 a.m. Friday morning. He expects it to last 2 hours and then leave me open for a couple of days to make sure he got the leak, damn, I'm scared $htle$$ or will be soon. He said I'll be home before the end of the following week.
I have to be healed soon (at least 75%) because a GREAT BIG CHANGE IN LIFE is coming for my family and I before July 1, damn, can't believe it but that's the way it goes sometimes. But I can't tell anyone before May 1!!! I'm scarreedd, excited, and elated all wrapped up into one big nervous bundle!
The only time smiles come all over me is when all that elementary school aged loving falls on me almost daily, today almost 2 solid hours of cuddling - YES; CHILDREN ARE GREAT; it's the grown ups I can't stand. hee hee hee. I should have stayed a children's minister and refused to grow up! What am I talking about, I'm still a kid. My wife announces almost weekly she has three children, two in elementary school and one with a Doctorate in B.S. Ho ho.
Speaking of ho hos, I have found I can chew up and spit out almost any type of food from chips to ribeyes. Nothing gives me a problem except swallowed water or popcicles. I blew a bag out with a grape sugar free popcicle the other day, it spewed out of me like a squirt gun, broke the adhesive on my bag and ran all over my now smaller but squeegier tummy. Enough raving; have a good day my good and skinnier friends! BobM.
Give three cheers for Percoset, Hip hip hooray; hip hip hooray; hip hip hooray! Enough, the voices have subsided.....