as the culminating activity of my countdown weekend to my tonsillectomy, stan and i decided to go to the beach. i'm still a little sniffley from what i thought was an allergy from yesterday. but what the hell.. i'm going to be feeling alot worse in about 14 more hours so i decided to just go with the flow and get some sea breeze.
maybe they'll declare me inoperable because of my cold.
suddenly i'm getting a queasy tummy counting down to mere hours before i have to go and face the scalpel.
and the thought of staying overnight in the hospital tonight doesn't thrill me. i've asked my S (sister) to sleep with me since it's too hard a choice to make between M (mama) & P (papa). i'm feeling resentful towards my mom for making me pick. i have always been supportive of her decision to divorce so it's so unfair that she has to rub in the salt.
anyway, that will deal with itself.
the silver lining; i'll be injected with enough morphine to excuse me from dealing with the situation for 2 days.
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