Here's the thing.
Today, my "boys"--Tony & Jerry--were supposed to go to the "v-e-t" to have their dental cleaning today.
BUT--my dad, who's big on negative thinking, told my mom not to take them in until I'm out of the hospital.
This goes against my positive thinking, you see. Part of thinking positive about my transplant is to keep my calendar open, so that I don't have to keep canceling my other appointments.
You don't have to believe me if you don't want to, but I sat through Transplant 101, so I know two things: first of all, when it looks like your transplant (or mine, in this case) is close on the horizon, you've gotta keep your schedule open, because if you're tied up when they're ready to take you in, you'll miss your chance and end up waiting the usual 5+ years for a cadaver kidney. Second of all, while the donor is in and out relatively quickly, the recipient stays in the hospital for about 2 weeks.
And that's how it is.
I have NO idea now when we're supposed to get Tony & Jerry in for their dental cleaning, but I really didn't feel like postponing it for as long as it looks like we'll have to postpone it now, as I'm keeping my calendar open so that I don't miss my transplant.
I hate being in the hospital!!! I end up losing all control over everything when I'm in here!
I should be out of here either today or tomorrow, by the way. So that I can be ready for that, I'm going to close here and get freshened up (now there's a visual!).
Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaater, gator! ;-)
