Pre-Flight

Frig is ready for when I get home from the hospital :)

Made pies until I ran out of doughs.

I got the automated call telling me when to be at the hospital tomorrow: 5:45am. Wow ~ I'm going to owe Craig big time for this!

To all my graphic friends, I hate how I can't wrap type nicely around the photos in this particular blog format. It drives me nuts.

TORS pie before baking.

Spent the day prepping for being away from the house for a WHOLE TWO DAYS. Also, I baked some apple pies; some little ones for Craig & Phil and one biggie to put on my chest when they wheel me into the op room. I'll supply the plates & forks ~ they have the knives. I've resorted to Shameless Heavy Duty Brown-Nosing by putting the initials of the procedure: TORS, in cut out dough letters on the top crust.

There are a few comments that may wake me out of tomorrows anesthesia. They are:

"Oops!" and "Five Second Rule!"

Ready to unzip my neck :)

Neck update! Feeling bettah & bettah every day. Swelling has really gone down in the last day or two. Still have the Numb Skull, although I believe that numb area shrinks a little bit every day. The instructions sent home with me regarding the Surgi-tape says I can remove it now... I started to peel it off but I was a-scairt I was going to unzip my neck. Okay, I just screwed up my courage and peeled it off ~ not bad!

I put myself on a liquid diet today in order to avoid un-lady-like things like farting under anesthesia 

(O the horror!) or having to poop while in the hospital. I blame this on my Mom, who was a very silent-bodily-functions-kinda woman. There. I hope you are amused.

Here are the finished pies for Team O'Malley~ Weinstein & my boys.

 A box of Chiclets from my buddy Mo. Heeee-eeey!

O'Malley, The Alley Cat, from "Aristocats"

When I hear Dr. O'Malley's name, the song "O'Malley the Alley Cat!" drifts through my brain. What is wrong with me?

I'll be back a-blogging After!