Silkwood

I am writing this post and racing the clock.  Or rather, I'm racing the half Lorazapam (like valium) I took 15 minutes ago.  If my grammar or spelling deteriorate over the course of my writing this, or if sentences trail off without being finished, you'll know why.

So tomorrow is my big day. This time tomorrow I will have a new hip.  I'm going to pretend it's like getting a dental crown, but it's a crown for the top of my leg.  Truth be told, I'm really not looking forward to it.  It hurts like a bugger, but I could live with it, lol.  I KNOW I'll feel better in a month or so, but I wish I could just skip to next month.

I'm exhausted.  Today E and I spent all day getting the house ready for my convalescence.  She helped me assemble my shower bench (I think that E believes assembly instructions are for sissies), and my nifty 6" toilet seat with handle bars.  We did ALL of my laundry, moved the furniture, washed the dogs, went grocery shopping and even fit in a good workout.

Part of my prep instructions include washing with this special antibacterial type of body wash tonight and tomorrow morning.  It kinda freaked me out -- it's blood red for starters.  I scrubbed everything with it until I felt like Karen Silkwood (that's a movie, by the way, that was one of the earliest to include a lesbian character -- played by Cher!).  If you were born after, say, 1980, that reference may elude you.

I think there's an upside to my convalescent time.  I have this big leather livingroom sofa.  It's huge.  But I always only sit in one place on it, and my butt is starting to make quite a dent.  Maybe I'll wear in other parts of the sofa now that I can't sit just in that one place anymore.  I'll make more dents.  ;)

My check-in time tomorrow is 11:30am.  I should start really freaking out at around 10:00am.  So if you could throw a little prayer out there, I'd be much obliged.  :)

Until next time, when I will have my first cyborg part, see ya later.

I'll be back...