I’m having some trouble getting over that “prostate shaving” procedure, so Patty phoned the doctor yesterday. I was afraid of being hauled back into the hospital for more slice ‘n’ dice, but they only warned me to take it easy for some days, give myself time to heal.
Well, all right! I’ve been ordered not to exert myself.
What about writing, though?
One thing about blogging–it can, and does, take your mind off your physical afflictions. (Well, so does interpretive dance… but who needs that?) This morning I suddenly had enough gas in my guts to inflate the Hindenburg. It has since left me. The point is, I’m in need of relief–and in need of prayer.
Oh, my, look at that! 11:11. One more blog post, I guess. I seem to be running out of gas.