As a comforting gesture my LED came on this morning right after I finished my last dose of colonoscopy prep. I lay down to sleep for a couple of hours and I noticed it was on. I was both reassured and also slightly alarmed. She is showing up because of what? This IS a big deal and I may be seeing her sooner than expected?
I've been trying to play it down in my mind. Time will pass, and this appointment will be over. But what then? Will they discover something horrendous? I appreciate her showing up, regardless.
As I drifted to sleep, I was dreaming of her and I in the kitchen of our house in Paradise. There was a wasp in the kitchen and I was on edge. Two days ago, I was stung on the ear as I was picking up tin cans by my trashcan in the morning, so I'm kinda paranoid now of anything buzzing about.
I tried swatting it with a flyswatter, but the flyswatter broke. I used the handle and pinned it up against the blender by one leg. It was going to get away, but Sharon was there to help me. She was going to get cup and try to trap it, but then we noticed it had erupted from the back end with this milky, cottony web-like substance.
We were marveling at that when I awoke to wet sheets and underwear from my own eruption. No shit. True story, really happened.
So, it's almost time for my neighbor to come pick me up and take me to the appointment. I hope time really does pass instantaneously as people have told me while under anesthesia. I don't want to be conscious of any of what goes on today, especially the endo part.
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