Paperwork and Long Words

Lilly Ann
My very feral Lynx Point Siamese.
She's been gone for several years now.
I call her my heart cat.
I loved her like no other.
I still miss her.
I still cry when I think of her.
Just saying ...

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My paperwork arrived last night.

I opened it a bit ago.

I now know what will be done during my upcoming surgery.

I knew sort of but the appointment didn't go my way.

I had expected to hear that everything was fine.

Instead I heard that I was in failure.

Then lots of we need to do this and that.

With me being business like and agreeing.

Those visits are like you are talking about someone else.

You agree how bad it is.

Yes, let's operate.

When you walk out you realize that they were talking about you.

 

Anyway, like I was saying, now I have the actual words.

I looked them up.

Fancy long medical words.

Basically, I am getting a two for one special.

My right kidney will be worked on.

The two stones are large and in a bad place.

Years ago they just took them out surgically.

Now, they can do a fancy sort of risky surgery.

That's the one they will do.

 

On the left, they are doing dye/look around tests.

If he finds something that he can do something about, he will.

Thus, the two for one special.

When I wake up, I'll know more.

It's a look and see kind of surgery.

 

The surgery doesn't really bother me.

It's when I wake up.

The last two times have been wild.

Ten or more people hovering.

My heart goes crazy during surgery.

I went down to 20 degrees last time.

Woke up frantic.

They had heat wraps around me.

It was really bad.

 

I don't want to wake up like that again.

 

My kidney Dr. has consulted with my heart Dr.

I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't have to.

Only I do have to.

Cause I like living in my woods.

I like it a lot.

 

What you have to do to survive.

Well, I'm going to do it.

 

Just saying ...

 

~ JC ~

Wisps Of A Wednesday

Riley and Al talking about their new time share

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I've been busy with my list.
This appointment and that paperwork.
All things I do not want to do.
Several times I've told myself that I do not need to do this.
I then after a bit of a nervous breakdown
tell myself that I do and that I can.

So, as my calendar has so many circled dates
with forms that go with them,
I decided to take a day off.

To pretend (like I love to do) for the day.
Went to a spa to get my roots done
the right way instead of the way
they got done last time.
More money involved but I'm kind of at 
that point in my life where I need
a 'me' day.
It went well except for the lady
who brought her two kids
(both under five)
and let them scream the whole time.
Don't even get me started on that.

Got home and like a good grown up,
I called about my test that I need
to get done next week.

I looked at that paperwork.
I can do that.

I got all my surgeons paperwork
in the mail today.
I need to get that filled out
and sent back to them.

Only the day before I have surgery,
I have to do all sorts of stuff.
Things that I did not know about.
(I had planned to go to the fancy
flower and garden show the night before.
Mr. Boatman said it was my last thrill
for a while and why not.
So, we had a plan.
Why not have fun the night before.
Surgery is first thing in the morning.)

Nope, now I have to stay home.
At least I think I do.
We will see what I can figure out.

Then, I read the paperwork.
All the 'what can happen' during surgery things.
Oh, that's just too much fun to read.
I'm having a cup of coffee.
Not as big a nervous breakdown this time.
They are getting smaller.
The 'I don't want to do this' moments.
The 'I think I could survive without this' kind.

I sleep a bit.
Wake up early.
Start to think about what's going on.
Did I say, I don't want to do this.
I'm being forced to do this.
All the people who don't have to have
 this done to them have told me that I do.

Anyway, I needed my hair day.
Since, I don't seem to be able to control
anything else in my life
at least I can have good looking roots.
And, they are by the way.
I finally found someone who did what I asked.
I don't look half bad.

And, the wisp of a Wednesday,
well, that's cause for a moment
I actually forgot what's going on.

Me, and my stupid failing kidney.
I'd rather watch the girls
play outside in the sort of misty day.
I'd rather watch Big Al and Riley
talk about who's turn it was
to enjoy the new condo.
I'd rather drink coffee in my cute cat cup.
I'd rather do anything else but what I have to do.

So, there you go.
Me and my wisp of a Wednesday.

And, I know no one reads this blog.
I have numbers but people are leaving in droves.
No one new has read my blog in forever.
And, I don't care.

I still write what's going on in my part of the woods.
Today, it's the cute dogs and cats
and the new roots
and the stupid paperwork
and the fact that 
I don't want to do this.

I feel better just writing this all out.

Hope your Wednesday was great.
I like Wispy Wednesdays.

~ JC ~