08.28.08
Somebody’s Gonna Die
My tennis elbow surgery is scheduled for next Tuesday at 3:15 p.m. I have to be there at 2:15 p.m. I’m not allowed to have anything to eat or drink after midnight Monday. Except clear liquids up until 7:00 a.m. Tuesday morning.
That means no food. I’m accustomed to eating a little something every two hours. If I miss, peoples’ lives become endangered.
That also means no coffee.
My poor husband.