Tuesday morning I’ll present myself at Mercy Hospital at 5:30 for surgery scheduled for 7:00 or so. I should be home in the afternoon.
There’s no way I can respond to all the warm, supportive notes and calls, except to tell you all as a group that I’m an extremely lucky man and know it.
For the past four days I’ve lived on cereal, a banana, some grapes, an apple, low-fat frozen yogurt, one glass of wine, two vodka and tonics, water, a few asparagus tips, half of a small fruit dish, and half of a small green salad.
My poor wife has lost four pounds and I’ve lost five. I’m hoping the gallbladder weighs enough to further the cause but it probably won’t.
From the bottom of my heart, I thank you one and all for your wonderful wishes. I loved them each and every one but haven’t had the stamina to respond.
Hello to everyone at the Warrensburg LitFest. I miss you!