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  • My Tale of Medical Woe (Along With Some Weird Metaphorical Stuff)

    About that previous entry … well, cancel that. My surgery was cancelled by the anesthesiologist, who is concerned that my high blood pressue could cause me to stroke out or have a heart attack on the table. He cancelled the … Continue reading →

  • 36 Hours

    36 hours from now, my cholocystectomy should be finished and I should be floating on a cloud of anesthetic and pain killer. Can’t happen soon enough for me. There’s a 10-mm stone in there and I’ve been on a fat-free … Continue reading →

  • Snorg!

    Frank and I can relate (he’s the dog heading for the floor to get away from his snoring husband).