My First Day "Alone"

Kevin's off to work and the girls are off to school.  I'm sure I'm fine, as I spent most of the weekend doing as much as possible without help, so I'd know what to try and what to NOT try.  I have my nest set up here in the recliner with my coffee, pitcher of water, remote controls, medication, eye drops, computer and other electronics, and mints.  If my bladder had on "off" switch, I wouldn't need to move all day.  That probably wouldn't be the best for my recuperation, though.  I should probably move around a bit, huh?

Anyway, I was nervous about being here alone all day, until I realized that I wasn't home alone after all.  Every time I look down, I see my caretakers:

They are worried about me and won't get more than a couple of feet from me at any one time.  Thanks, Boys.

Another Day, Another Test

Today is the day that I go in for my echo cardiogram.  It won't take nearly as long as the PET scan, I think.  They're also supposed to draw some pre-op blood while I'm there, so I don't have to drive to the other hospital.  I just don't fully understand where they are going to do that, so I'll be asking questions a lot.  Nothing new there.

Mom is going with me today.  That is going to help a lot.  I think yesterday would have been easier with the distraction of someone to talk to.  It's also happy hour at Sonic ALL DAY!  I see a lot of diet cherry Coke in my future.

Tomorrow is the big day.  I wonder if I could get the anesthesia people to just go ahead and knock me out tonight?  It would save the trouble of me wringing my hands in the morning.