Good morning. I hope ya'll had a good night's sleep. Come on in and have a cup of coffee with me. I ate the last blueberry muffin but I do have some cake balls. I am attaching a link for this recipe on cake balls so you can enjoy some also.
My postings will be sporadic (aren't you impressed with my new word?) for 'bout a week so hang in there with me. Roy is having a knee replaced tomorrow! We are so glad for he has been and is in terrible pain and this is going to help. Of course the surgery and therapy afterwards will not be a "walk in the park" but after all that, we hope he can resume walking without pain. That will be a wonderful day! He also has a metal shoulder so he will be my bionic man!
It's interesting the conversations you get when you talk about having surgery. You get the, "Oh I am so sorry because I just know it will be so painful." Well, yes, when they cut on you it tends to be a tad painful, but you will be dead to the world and feeling no pain. The ones I dislike the most are the horrible tales of what happened to Aunt Sue, Uncle John, Cousin Jane and all the other kin folk when they had surgery. You know some died, some are crippled for life, some are never the same and so forth and so on. You REALLY need to hear all this when you are going in for surgery.
Then there are the visitors! Now don't get me wrong, we want visitors for I need someone to talk to while Roy is knocked out and snoring, and man can he snore! But those who come bringing their long faces and dismal conversations can be quite trying. The ones who come and stay and stay and stay can also be trying for you run out of small talk after a while and I really don't want to give you a cut by cut description of the surgery. Also, there are times when we need a little privacy - bed pan and all. Visitors are great and I want them, but please don't bring your sleeping bag and all the kids to spend the night.
It always amazes me too how they expect you to sleep in a hospital. Do you know how many times they come in, flip on the lights, laugh and ask you how you are doing, are you sleeping, and can I take your blood pressure and temperature? How in the heck am I supposed to sleep or the dear one taking care of me if you keep cutting on that light and talking so cheerfully while you poke, prod, squeeze and put things in my orifices? I know you slept all day, but we didn't so please just talk quietly and not so cheerfully. After all it is dark outside and it was just a second ago when someone else did the same thing.
Of course the food is always 4 star! What should be hot is cold and what should be cold is hot and what should be crisp is wilted. Now I know it is a huge job to get everyone fed and I appreciate the effort, but why not just run down to the McDonalds and get several hundred hamburgers and french fries and have Ronald deliver them? Or you could get Sonny's Barbecue to cater lunch or dinner and maybe Ihop to do breakfast. Now that would be good eating.
So, to say I am looking forward to the next 4 days with great anticipation is an understatement. I just know we are going to have a blast and if you want to join the party just come on by and bring something to eat, but not from the hospital cafeteria. They don't know what salt and pepper are.
The Georgia Peach