The phone just rang with the my time to be at the hospital tomorrow morning. 0500 which means I'm probably the first case to surgery. This will be a quick little procedure.
I'm still nursing this cold. I'll be glad when it's gone.
The Grand Marquis got escorted to the shop today for the electrical problem. I won't need it for a while anyway and the roadster will be my ride until I get the Marquis back. I'm just thankful my abdomen is healed up so I can get in and out of that little car.
Brother Joe just called. He was very profuse in his support and well wishes. He had just been to Charleston to see his children and was full of chat about them.
Here's hoping every one's life goes as gently as possible. Life is too short to put up with a lot of strife.
I'm off to get a shower and into some pajamas. Tomorrow will come quickly for me.