0226 Th * alarm set for 5:315; leave by 6:15 * W=187.4 ! grumpy: I always gain weight on Wednesdays * 6:30am Colleen needs to be at the surgery clinic ! she's scared; I'm calm * 8:30am Colleen: surgery 6 hours & breakfast in the caffeteria downstairs: Peet's coffee and WiFi = WiFi in the waiting room; respond to comments ! OK; cheered by my friends' expressions of support. & 1:50 Colleen out of surgery; all went well ! very happy. Very relieved. & 3:05-3:29 got to see her. Swapped places with Marty. ! even happier. Smiling. & Wrote "The Owl and the Mountain Goat" ! perversely gleeful. & Went in and sang for Colleen. She sent me home ~10. Sleepy. & 10:45 wiped. Go splat. ! disappointed
A very long, mostly very boring day, which is exactly what one wants when a family member is going in for surgery. I had the notion that I was relatively calm, but the contrast in mood after I actually heard that things had gone well, and again when I went in to see her, was noticable.
I'm feeling perversely gleeful about having written a parody of "The Owl and the Pussycat" about a couple of my friends. They'll probably kill me.
I was very disappointed about having to go to bed so early, both yesterday and the night before. I needed the time, damnit.