The Vigil, take 2

OK, let’s try this again, shall we?

Tomorrow morning, Terry is going into hospital to have his fistula removed. Yes, just like he did last time, only this time we’re hoping the operation will, you know, actually happen.

Now, clearly the fact that Terry is having an operation kind of sucks, and when I say it kind of sucks, I mean it kind of sucks for me. Terry is happy and relaxed at the prospect of having his fistula removed. I? Am On a Vigil. For real.

Tomorrow’s Vigil starts at 8am. No, that’s not a typo, that’s 8am as in “an hour I barely knew existed”. (I work from home, OK? I get lazy.) This is actually a good thing because the fact that his operation is so early means that he must be first in the queue (I mean, surely to God they don’t do operations BEFORE 8am? God, I really hope the surgeon is a morning person… ) so, technically speaking, he shouldn’t have to experience the long, tedious delays the NHS is so well known for. And I should be put out of my misery pretty quickly. Well, I hope so anyway.

So, yes, Vigil tomorrow, 8am. Are you with me?

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  • Good luck to Terry for the op tomorrow (not that I think he’ll need ’em, I’m sure it’ll all be fine!!), or should the good luck vibes be sent in your direction hun? 😉

    I shall join your vigil in spirit m’dear, as corporeally I will probably be asleep, then rushing to jump in the shower, dress, and get to work.


    June 7, 2007
  • Thanks Jen, I will appreciate your bleary-eyed support!

    June 7, 2007
  • Stephen


    Anything I can do, kiddo? If you need some cheering up, give me a shout – I’ll set the kids on you… ;+)

    June 8, 2007