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Feb. 12th, 2002 11:31 pmNervous, now.
My dad's going in for surgery next week. He'll be getting a shoulder operation that will involve shaving bone spurs and shaping his damaged tendons. So it sounds pretty routine.
Which doesn't explain why I'm midway to hyperventilating.
I'm just paranoid. I look at everything from a worst case scenario. Unfortunately, the worst case scenario is usually "the bomb will fall and we'll all die, so fuck it". Which means not only am I unprepared for something good, I'm usually not prepared for the second or third worse case scenarios.
I'm a procrastinating paranoiac. Feh.
So, anyway, the idea that my dad is going in for surgery does not give me good things to consider. Well, at least we'll be able to visit him when he's in town.
Prayers are welcome, folks. Or at least positive vibes.
My dad's going in for surgery next week. He'll be getting a shoulder operation that will involve shaving bone spurs and shaping his damaged tendons. So it sounds pretty routine.
Which doesn't explain why I'm midway to hyperventilating.
I'm just paranoid. I look at everything from a worst case scenario. Unfortunately, the worst case scenario is usually "the bomb will fall and we'll all die, so fuck it". Which means not only am I unprepared for something good, I'm usually not prepared for the second or third worse case scenarios.
I'm a procrastinating paranoiac. Feh.
So, anyway, the idea that my dad is going in for surgery does not give me good things to consider. Well, at least we'll be able to visit him when he's in town.
Prayers are welcome, folks. Or at least positive vibes.
