Weight loss

10:AM I checked in with the "Pink Lady" at the surgical waiting room
to see if they had placed our beloved Pop Tart in a room or if they
still had her in the oven (I can see I'm going to have to try harder on
the humor thing this morning). "Pinkly" said her surgery was scheduled
for 7:AM, but we all know what that means. She also said that they did
not have a room assignment for her, nor had the Doctor been out yet. I
am assuming it will be Doctor Miles.
So, I scan the waiting rooms for Ronnie, Avis's husband, nope, not
here. I check the 3rd floor smoking area, nope, not there either. He
may have gone to get something to eat (although I'm looking forward to
eating lunch here again), or he may have gone back to work for the 3/4/5
hours instead of sitting and staring at the walls. I remember I left
when Joy had her WLS here. So, here I sit in the Atrium on the third
floor, me and "Mr. Laptop". They just paged Rona to call a number, so
maybe it's Doctor Miles giving her the update from the OR. I'll check
in with her in a few.
I got to find someplace to plug my modem into. So far I haven't spotted
any of the pay phones with a data port, but I didn't put my glasses on
until I started typing, so the phones that I "looked" at may have been
water fountains or people for all I really know. And this is not only a
live Pop Tart report, it's also the test run for the "Chan-O-Gram report
that I will be sending out on the 16th. I'm going to try my best to be
here as much of the first 24 hours after ChanMan's surgery so I can be
with him and Felicia.
My battery is @ 51%, so I'm going to pack up for now and see if I can
find a house phone to call Rona (if she's back from her Sept. 11th
flight to somewhere), and I'm going walkabout for a data port to abuse.
More later, or as I get news.
Tim.