I’m in limbo but it’s quite alright.
Twice now I’ve been told I might go home or they might go in. Now Monday morning is the next d-day for either shipping me out or putting me on the OR. It’s either/or because of the closeness of my liver abscesses to other organs. They have to weigh the risk of removing the liver problems against the potential for new infection.
So how do I prepare to go home or go under? I don’t! I hang in, watching bad tv, napping and getting poked with needles. They’ll let me know on Monday. Until then I’ve got nothing better to do except concentrate on getting better. I’ve got the easy job. I must admit that I would like to go home before the Spanx hour on the Shopping Channel starts to look like worthwhile television. It’s getting dangerously close!