7:00 a.m.
Quaking in fear this early morn . . .
Am to have oral surgery this a.m.
lasting about 4 hours. Thank the
gods I will be under! Send good
thoughts!
To be continued . . .
- - -
4:00 p.m.
Continuing . . .
Honey, I'm home!
I stumbled alongside my guy all
the way to the car; never quite
certain how I made it to the cabin.
Don't even talk to me about the
climb up the stairs, Sooooo, guess
I survived, although the jury's till
out!
- - -
7:00 p.m.
At the end of the day . . .
I seem to be returning to me, albeit I
still can't sip water with my crooked
mouth. Perhaps I may indeed live to
halfway smile another day
- - -
fear awaits outcome
a very unique journey
tells its own story
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