I knew it! Knew it, knew it, knew it! Hospitals ALWAYS make you wait till you’re practically stir-crazy.
I was supposed to go home around noon today, after a night’s sleep in the recovery room, as they laughingly call it. We just re-entered our living room ten minutes ago.
This time it was “shaving” the prostrate gland. They might be able to take away the catheter in a week or so. But coming up fast on the outside track is the colon cancer operation. The doctors don’t seem to be too worried about that. Then again, it’s not their colon.
I feel like a shipwreck victim. I wonder if I’ll find a message in a bottle.
Thanks to all of you who made prayers for me today.