Enjoying my bed

Next week at this time I'll be attempting to snooze at the hospital. Boo. And I should be at least mostly free of cancer. So there's an up side to a bad night's sleep I guess. I've only ever been over night as a patient one other time before; when I was about 11 and had an appendectomy. I do remember being fearful at that time that I wouldn't fall asleep before they cut me open. I don't remember being scared to sleep there by myself --- I did enjoy the bed with a raised head, all my cards, and being able to watch tv as much as I wanted. Capricorn one was on...

I should probably tell my docs that anesthesia makes me cry and pain killers make me hallucinate ( at least they did back then).

Z's changed his plans and is coming in early to see me before I go. Such a good son.

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