In 22.5 hours, I check in for surgery ……

On my way south today. Turn in the rental car tomorrow, pay my hospital bill the 8th and surgery the 9th.

I hope.

Reset.my no see snow streak. Dammit.

Chance of snow in the weather forecast. An inch or two.

Im not supposed to be here….

😀

I’m at my mother’s house in Maryland now. On December 6th I will go back to North Carolina surgery on the 9th.

I need to buy more storage for this blog,. I cannot upload images until I get more storage..

I’m still living in a crazy crazy world.

it occurred to me that my definition of insanity is worrying about making the right decisions.

Somebody once said to me: “The best thing I can do is make the right decision, the second best thing I can do is make the wrong decision, but the worst thing I can do is not make any decision at all.”

It’s been crazy here in the US. I want to go home. I still have more than a month to go.

last night I dreamed I was in my top bunk on my ship in the navy. My tablet wouldn’t fit between my chest and the overhead. I thought to myself “I got to get out of the navy, how long have I been in the navy?”

it went down below freezing last night here in Greensboro North Carolina.

Duke Opthamology completely dropped the ball. There’s two offices, both say the other has to make my appointment. Neither will budge, neither will call the other. They have all my documentation, they know insurance pays 100%. It just can’t make my appointment.

today I’m going to a third place. Piedmont Retina Specialists.

My attitude started with “I want the best surgeon in the world to do my surgery” and went to “I will let anybody who can do it, do it”

I just want to get it done.

Its Monday, had a weekend with friends, trying not to think of the eye stuff. Today is back to it, seeing if I can get surgery sooner and up here instead of Miami.

The nerves are back.

I’m house-sitting while the family is away for Thanksgiving. Above, a cat is spying on me.

I’m thinking of the gratitude I should have had last week or last month that I didn’t properly celebrate

Even now I should have gratitude that I don’t. Someone is waiting for open heart surgery. Imagine how worried they must be and how much more dangerous their situation is compared to me.

But I’m just focused on me, me me. … What an ass.