My mom had a bowel obstruction when she was heading into senior citizen status. The docs did a little nip and patch job to bypass the obstruction and she was as good as new. Hopefully your repair job will go equally well. I’ve discovered that as one ages you start getting nickle and dimed with an assortment of ailments. That’s where the mental part comes in. I’m just rolling with the punches now, let the doctors do their thing (it’s amazing what they can do these days) and carry on.
I’m looking out the open sliding glass door of my condo right now as I Freep. It is mildly warm early in the morning, and everything looks green, growing, and beautiful. The large trees are swaying slightly in multiple shades of green, I can hear a lawnmower doing its thing in the distance, a dog occasionally barks, my cat wanders out on the balcony, the air smells fresh, a storm is coming later today, and it is satisfying, the everyday routine of living, isn’t it? So what’s a few aches and pains in the scheme of things. We’ve got our families, friends, and Freepers. Life is good.
Nice flaglady. Looks the same here to me as well. Thanks for the pleasant narrative. It’s my birthday and you made my day. That and Tony posting on FR. :)