Well the letter was posted a good few days ago but only arrived yesterday at the old house and Mrs. F. quickly called me over to come and get the letter - it is at a clinic I've not been to before and off site in a Private Hospital so hopefully I can get parked up and get the procedure done. It looks to be my consultant who is doing it so I'm hopeful that all will be OK.
Of course I'm all kranky at the moment as it does that to me. I know it will be OK and I just need to work on getting up early enough to get over to this place. I'd rather be there too early as it is an 08:30 appointment so it's half way over to Croydon during the rush hour - Perfect :-) (sarc).
So anyway I don't have long to ponder it and I need to remind myself to get myself together for it. Seeing a friend of mine last night who had his esophagus removed reminded me of how ill I had been and in so many ways, it is probably only now that I truly start to realise the horror of it all because at the time whilst it frightens you the enormity isn't always entirely obvious.
My keyboard arrived and mouse and the software is loaded and I am ready to go. I need to do some more tidying up though before then. Wish me luck, I can hardly believe the amount of stuff I have to do.
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