Countdown till Surgery

This is a strange week. Unless you've ever had a family member going into a big scary surgery, you might not know what it feels like in the week before.

It feels like a calm before a storm. Even though this coming surgery isn't nearly as scary as the previous one, there's still this pre-surgery mode of, hmmmmm, how to describe it....a lot of staring out of the window, a lot of not talking, a lot of not laughing, a kind of quiet reverence or respectfulness in the face of the seriousness of the situation.

Then again, here and there, there's still the incurable laughing. Bill and I can't help but laugh because that's just what we do. We're always looking for something absurd in the news or something silly in a book, or something insane that the 4 dogs do.

So the recipe for this week is: one dose of regular humor mixed with one large dose of somber pondering. That kind of captures it.

Next dates: Friday the 19th, we go to Wake for orientation, sort of.

Monday, the 22nd, 9 am, the surgery.

Every time Something Dramatic Happens, I'll post, but probably the next one will be next weekend. I'll have the computer at the hospital, and they have wifi, so I'll keep it up to the minute.

So this was a pretty boring entry, I know. But if it made you feel sleepy or quiet or like staring out the window, or like wishing you were somewhere else, then you got the drift. :)

Love to all as we fasten our seat belts for the ride ahead.

Lily and Billy