PREP FOR PROCEDURE
31 March 2026 04:45![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
johno_1960Keep drinking clear liquid. Only a little way to go. Up really early after fitful sleep, cold, and braindead. It's hard to write when you haven't had anything to eat except clear liquid. I don't have to do this again for ten years, though. Unless, some other marker comes up. I have been blessedly free from surgeries and other invasive procedures in my life. Wisdom teeth, colonoscopies. Those are the only times I have been under anesthesia. Some people get surgeried like they are washing the car. It's a chore they feel compelled to do.
All of this prep is making me feel really waterlogged. I'm glad we have the means to still accomplish such things. In six hours I will be back in my house, after being transported to the clinic by my wife, who I am fortunate to have by my side. I will be there for her when she has the same procedure done in August.
Hopefully, they won't find any regrowth of the polyps they found last time. They were benign, but it's significant for us old coots, so my ten year colonoscopy timeframe is cut in half.
So tired, on top of all that, because I attended the Treefort Music Festival, a 5 day event that kept me up super late a few nights. Between the prep, and exhaustion, I am feeling it right now. I'm writing this to occupy my time, and exercise my writing muscles. I skipped the publication yesterday, because I wasn't feeling it. That is my great failing as a commercial writer, and my great fortune, as I run on inspiration. Writing like this is unusual for me, except that it's not. Everything is unusual for me. Why do it otherwise. I am compelled to do these things. And it's for me to live. That's all I can do. Until I stop.
All of this prep is making me feel really waterlogged. I'm glad we have the means to still accomplish such things. In six hours I will be back in my house, after being transported to the clinic by my wife, who I am fortunate to have by my side. I will be there for her when she has the same procedure done in August.
Hopefully, they won't find any regrowth of the polyps they found last time. They were benign, but it's significant for us old coots, so my ten year colonoscopy timeframe is cut in half.
So tired, on top of all that, because I attended the Treefort Music Festival, a 5 day event that kept me up super late a few nights. Between the prep, and exhaustion, I am feeling it right now. I'm writing this to occupy my time, and exercise my writing muscles. I skipped the publication yesterday, because I wasn't feeling it. That is my great failing as a commercial writer, and my great fortune, as I run on inspiration. Writing like this is unusual for me, except that it's not. Everything is unusual for me. Why do it otherwise. I am compelled to do these things. And it's for me to live. That's all I can do. Until I stop.