Sunday, August 10, 2008

Big City, Here I Come!

Tomorrow I'm off to Adelaide. The goal: to get my knee cut. Well, actually, to get it fixed.

The knee is cooperating. I was hoping that it would swell up before I left so that I wouldn't look like a complete idiot. After sitting in the theater for 2 hours last week, it came through for me. (And here you thought it only acted up when I go dancing in my high heel boots. Oh ye of little faith.)

The only draw back...by the time they see it, if still swollen, it will have been that way for a week. Misery. I hope the two hour plane flight doesn't do me in.

Anyway, my flight heads out at 12:45 tomorrow. I'll spend the morning begging the hospital to come up with and release films for the x-rays I took a week or so ago. Completely forgot to go pick up the films which I'm supposed to have in hand for my appointment. Wish me luck.

On a side note, it's hard to leave because Grace started running a fever last night - and she has a bad belly. Oi! What timing. I hate leaving her. Worse yet, I hate feeling that somehow I'm going to be stricken by the same fate in the middle of my week, like the day before surgery or some such. I'm very fragile when I have a bad belly.

But I'm keeping a good outlook and expect for all to go smoothly (despite the fact that a friend of mine keeps talking about blood clots and unexpected wound bleeds). Jason has graciously allowed me to use his laptop for the trip which means I should be able to post here and use Skype to keep you all in the loop.

I'm considering taking my camera and documenting the entire process. Well, not the surgery of course. But a few pics of people and places as I go on my adventure might be cool for you guys. I'm hoping to hit a (gulp) mall. Lawdy mercy I haven't seen a mall in over a year. Jason has also threatened to do some "drive-by posting" while I'm gone. Of course his writing won't be as witty as mine usually is...but we'll humor him!

I'll leave you with this. Brady fell asleep getting her groove on. Isn't she cute? Look how dirty she is. Ew.

1 comment:

BettySue said...

Just thinking about you. Love you & miss you all. Wish you were not by yourself for your surgery - although it might be a little easier for you that way. Hugs Aunt Betty Sue