so tomorrow I have my tonsils/adenoids removed.  Not looking forward to it. A little anxiety, yes - but mostly I don’t want to have to deal with the pain afterwords.  My mother is here to take care of me.  She says I’ll have three days of a sore throat then I’ll be fine.  This is coming from the same mother who…when I broke my foot doing something stupid, that she told me I wasn’t supposed to be doing in the first place (and did it anyway) was pissed off and said…”your foots not broken, you wouldn’t be able to walk on it…put some ice on it, you’re fine.” Ten years later…when I tore tendons in my foot my doctor says…”oh you have a chipped bone in their from a previous injury that never healed right.”  Yeah, thanks mom!

That said, my week will be like this - Day 1, mom will see that I’m drugged up and let me sleep most of the day…Day 2, she’ll probably make me some chicken soup or something so I can swollow it, Day 3, she’ll start to give me pasta and more gatorades…make me watch daytime soaps with her…Day 4, she’ll say “get up, you’re fine…we’re going shopping!”