Well
I am still here, although there were times this past week when I thought I
might feel better dead. I now have a greater appreciation for my friend Kristin
and what she must have gone through. Having your gallbladder out is no picnic,
no matter what the doctor or anyone else may tell you. I had the ‘simple’ procedure
on Monday, five days ago, and am still very sore and achy. I was off work all
week and when I return I am on light duty, no heavy lifting for three weeks. And
here I thought I’d be up and about, doing well in a couple of days! Anywho, the
doc says everything went well and it was the wise decision to have the operation
now as I had quite a few stones built up and they were partially blocking one
of the tubes… whatever that means. Thanks to everyone at Swedish Hospital First
Hill in Seattle for making my stay an easy one, and to my friend Alissa for
being there for me. And thanks to all of you out there in blogland for the
wishes and prayers.
I
didn’t get as much work done while off as I had hoped, meaning basically none.
I did manage to finish a new story; more on that another time. Also, as
mentioned before, I will be guest speaker at December’s It’s About Time, at the
Ballard (Seattle) Branch Library. I did manage to get my talk on Flash Fiction
finalized. Those of you in the area please plan to stop by Thursday, December
10th, at 6 PM. It’s free and only lasts about two hours, with a
Q&A period and an open mike segment.
December
1st the new edition of Paradox Ethereal Magazine hits the ether,
available on line as a free download for all. It will feature a story by me as
well as a powerful, touching short story by my friend and fellow author KJ
McPike. Be sure to check it out and leave comments for the magazine’s wonderful
and hard working publisher Mary. If you are not familiar with KJ McPike and her
new young adult fantasy Xodus, justclick here.
Thanks
for taking time out to read my blogs and for putting up with my ranting and
ramblings. As always, link, like, comment and be sure to share the love. C’ya
next time.
Peace,
BJ
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