Things To Do In Brighton When You're Dead

Tomorrow I am having my bunion surgery.  I'm a little nervous about it.  I'm getting two screws put into my foot, after all.

I am not, however, planning on dying. 

I know I've been a bit melodramatic about this.  I do appreciate all the good wishes.  I don't think there is any precedence of bunion surgery having a high fatality rate, though.

Things I Need To Do:

1) Clean the kitchen and take out the trash.

2) Vacuum.

3) Take off all my nail polish.

4) Take off all my jewelry.

I can have one cup of tea, light on sugar tomorrow before 8 a.m.  Then, not so much as a tic tac can cross my lips.  I'm a grazer.  This is going to be really hard.  I get crabby when I don't eat.

I got a roll of film so I'll take some pictures.  You can share the glamor.  I still can't find the cord to my father-in-laws fancy digital.  (He's getting a bit pissed about it and I don't blame him.)

Think good thoughts for me but really, I'm going to be fine, if a bit cranky and dopey.

Comments

[Donna]

So, can we call you things like Robo-Toes or Screw Foot just to get started? Anybody else think of another? You can pretend they are just over the top body piercings. You are soooo, uh, cool,
Take care,
Donna

[Martin]

Oh I have the best Donna. I've been calling her "Spider". As in: "Spider, Spider that bandage on your foot is bigger than your head" - Joe Pesci (Goodfellas).

[ronni]

Lisa needs a laptop so she can blog from the couch.