It’s 9:30 tomorrow morning that I see the surgeon to hear what they recommend. Our son is coming with us, I’m grateful for that.
I suppose I should be more apprehensive. After all I know that whatever they do, it will be painful, very painful. But I can’t go on like this. My weight is down to 87Kg, that’s 14 lbs lost in three weeks. It’s not serious yet, there are small victories and I am finding more foods that I can eat, but it is getting harder to swallow. I will agree to whatever they suggest.
Nice things said by lots more people and hugs from all the old ladies at church. They prayed for me, and for a colleague who lost his partner yesterday. I’ve not cried for several days now, but I got a bit close today.
Meantime I’ve passed over more of my responsibilities. There is now an acting Treasurer of the local Community Association, so that’s another responsibility shed.
I’ve published another of my old Freelance Informer articles as well. This one’s about nicked software. It also appeared on the EETPU magazine.