Didn't Get The Knife Today, Maybe On Monday??.............Mrs. Mommie Nealy

I have had a really bad day. I do not mean to complain, because I know that I am blessed to be here on this earth and to see another day of life, but GOLLY.

I woke up at 4:00 am to be accounted for at work this morning, then I came home to prepare for my surgery on my left ankle. I was a liitle nervous yet relieved to know that I will be getting it done. At 8:45 am I went outside and awaited my ride to the hospital. A short while later he arrived and off I was to the hospital. I was getting kinda hungry and tired since I had not eaten since last night since I was not allowed. Oh well, I was happy. I look at the clock and it says 10:30 am I was getting kinda fidgety, the chairs were so uncomfotrable I was moving every 2 minutes. I then decided to get up and go see how long it would be before I went in to the operating room. The head nurse had said that my doctor's still in his 1st surgery and that one more person that is going before I will get to go. I start to relax and say yeah, I will be here all day but at least it will be done. Now 10:40 am is here and they call the guy that needs a knee reconstruction so I gave him about 2 hours and then I would be up. Nope, not a chance.

So at about 11:00 am I call my ride and let him know that I will be awhile as they just took in the guy before me and I say I will be probably going in a couple hours. By this time I want a smoke so bad that I can just taste it. Oh and food, what would I give to have some food. A buffet would have suited me real well, right about then. The nurse comes in and says she has some bad news for me, your surgery has been cancelled because he just began the other surgery and he will not be able to get to you today. I am really hungry now and boy am I cranky. I try to call my ride, so he can come pick me up. No answer. So I parade around the hospital bored and hungry out of my gore. Oh how I wish I would have put my smokes in my pocket and not left them in old boy's truck. What would I do for a drag, maybe even a beer.

Anyway 1:00 pm comes along and I called trying to locate ny ride again. I am starting to get worn pretty thin. The nurse offers me my food that I was supposed to recieve after surgery. I then take the bag with a half sandwhich, chips and a package of mayonnaise that I would never put on any sandwhich except for tuna. I ate my dry meal with no drink. My hunger was not fulfilled if anything I was much more hungry than I was before. It is now 1:30 pm and I am really getting irritated. I asked them what time I had to be there tomorrow, they told me I had to call to see between 4:00 pm and 6:00 pm. I was like what, you gotta be kidding me.

It is now 2:00 pm I call my boss and tell him that my surgery was cancelled and that our co-worker is now taking me home. I was hoping he would have told me to just go home as work for us today ends at 4:00 pm. No, he told me to eat and change and then come into work. I know that when he told me that I would get there and turn around to come home. So I get to my apartment and call my husband and he wants to start acting a fool about my co-worker who was giving me rides all day. I let him have it boy, I am still pissed off at him.

Tuedsay this week my mother called and told me that my grandfather was not expected to last the weekend. So Thursday I decided to make him a father's day gift tape so he could listen to it and have some comfort. I was hoping and praying that he would at least make it until Sunday so he could get his gift. Well before I was off on to the hospital this morning my mom called me and told me he had passed away this morning. I am not superstitious at all but boy has this been a Friday the 13th for real.

Then to top it all off I also found out that the Army is keeping me until December. So I will be getting out in November with my terminal leave, instead of September. Oh and I also found out that I was right about me having the 3rd UTI in a month and a half, with a high white blood cell count in my urine. So I hope and pray that nothing is seriously going on with my kidneys, gallbladder or my bladder. I am so tired you all, it has been one of those days, when you are just plain old mad. All I want to do is sleep. I am having pain in my abdomen too, probably that UTI or whatever is wrong in that part of my body.

I am sorry I have written a book here, but I needed to let it all out, a release of sorts. I have a little bit more but I will not spill it. I know that alot more people in this world have a lot worse going on in their lives and I am a very fortunate person but I am just a mad woman today. I wish I would have had that stroke of that knife or scalpel. Just pray that I get some patience soon. I have never had too much of that, I guess that was a gene I inherited from my father. Oh how I would love to have patience.

HUGS & BLESSINGS From a Irritated and Disgruntled Mrs. Mommie Nealy

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