Good luck tomorrow, Connie. I imagine hubby would rather be getting surgery done than doing the waiting room thing.
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When I was waiting in a hospital room for my first surgery since I was three, my mom and I watched an Oprah program about botched surgery. But I managed to not freak out, and the surgery went OK.
Also, Good Luck Connie!
Good luck, Connie!
surgery~ma, Connie! Don't think about House. Think about puppies.
No Complications -Ma, Connie. And a round of painkillers after.
surgery~ma for you Connie. Remember, House is a show of fiction. Stories. Nothing true. Loosely based on Sherlock Holmes.
Good luck, Connie! Is it outpatient? When will you be able to let us know how it went? Can DH venture out to Buffista Island to let us know?
It's outpatient, and I may be able to hunt and peck something by evening, depending on when they do the deed. The doctor said he's had this done a couple of times himself. I don't think I'm going to give Hubby access to the Buffistas just yet. Some things he doesn't need to know.
All best thoughts, Connie.