Ok, first of all, to all of you who had a good Valentines day I just wanna say BITE ME.
Now that that's over with, here's the skinny on my situation. Talked to the hospital today about rescheduling my appointment. They had me at 9AM. Those of you that know me know that 9AM isn't good for me when I just have to roll out of bed and drive downtown. This appointment is a two hour drive away, so the later the better, espscially if I'm gonna have to do a cardiac stress test.
It turns out that they had me scheduled with the wrong surgeon anyways, so now my appointment is one day earlier and at 1:30 in the afternoon. Much better.
And get this, the appointment isn't for a cardiac test. This is a pre-surgery interview. Come March 8th I may have a date for my surgery and all this bullshit will finally be over with.
Yeah, and maybe I'm a Chinese jet pilot...
I know, I know. That kinda talk smacks of pessimism, but if the last four years have taught me anything it's to mistrust any good fortune that comes my way. Granted, it's also taught me that bad fortune can bring interesting, if not fortuitious, events in it's wake.
I guess we'll see which way the ill-wind blows on the 8th.