I'm setting here looking at that gallon jug with the powered golytely in it. Knowing that pretty soon I'll have to fill it with water and drink it. My face is taking on that sick to my stomach look just thinking about it, ugh. Most times the stuff we have to do before a procedure, is worse that the procedure itself.

Do you want to know what worries me the most? It's Willard's birthday the 31st. I'll either be in the hospital still, or home not able to do that much. I've already written my usual happy birthday/ love letter to him, and gave that to him. I've got his card safely tucked in my purse, so if I'm still in the hospital. I'll give it to him there. He deserves so much more, and I feel so bad about it.

David's looking into going to school to be an RN. He's trying to figer out how to work and go to school too. I wish him luck with it all.

Well that's about all I have to say today.

until next time God bless.