Shuffling Off This Immortal Coil
I’m going to be away from my laptop for quite a time, and that means I’m not going to be able to put up posts (sniff) in the coming days. I’ll be admitted tomorrow morning in the hospital (oh c’mon not in a mental hospital), and although I’d like to think that I’ll be fine, I’d still like to ask a favor from you, my 2 dear readers, to please pray for me. The surgical procedure will involve general anesthesia and blood transfusion, and that means prolonged pain, nausea and disorientation.
Please say this little prayer before you go to bed tonight: “Lord, please give Michelle, or Little Miss Homo Sapien, as she is notoriously known, whatever, at least a couple of more years to live and don’t turn her over yet to Beezlebub on Thursday. She still dreams of getting to stroll on a nudist beach, please let her survive.”
Kidding aside, really, your prayers will be greatly appreciated.
The thought of a large needle pricking my lower spine is already making me light-headed. Wish me luck too that I don’t die from nervousness before the actual surgery!
I’ll post something here as soon as I’m okay. See you soon, Friends.
Out of sight, out of mind
But why does your presence
Makes my heart grow fonder?
Out of breath, out of time
So why does my absence
Makes the past yonder?