A lot of youngsters around here spend their spring break in Florida. I’m going to be recovering from surgery, stuck in my bed swimming in and out of lucidity.
Eh, I don’t like the beach anyway.
Today was my last day of work before taking my much-needed vacation from work. I’m going to take seven days off and, if all goes well, the surgery and recovery will take a minimum of 3 days. That’ll give me 4 days to work hardcore on my book. I’m almost finished with the second part and I don’t think the third part is as long as the others so hopefully I’ll have it finished in the next month or so.
But it’s only the first draft so there will be tons of revisions. That’s fine, though, I just want to get the majority of the writing done.
Going to my sister’s tomorrow, which is when the hospital will call to let us know when the surgery will take place on Friday. If everything works out, I’ll stay with my sister the night of the surgery and then go home the next day.
If there’s complications, I’ll have to stay longer until everything is resolved but I really hope there won’t be any problems. Not only do I not want to deal with the potential hazards of hacking up my throat but I also don’t want to spend all of my time away from work inside a hospital with my butt crack hanging out of the green paper gown.
I’ll update with gross pictures of my scar as soon as I can.
And speaking of gross pictures…