Living with a Hernia...

Wow. Hernias suck. Living with a hernia....It makes you aware of every movement you make. Every bend, every stretch, every climb… GAHHH… It isn’t painful necessarily but it feels like something is ‘wrong’ and ‘nags’ at you with every movement. I can’t imagine guys ignoring it and not having it fixed. I feel very fragile and limited. Just sitting up and down comes with some discomfort. Hopefully I can get into surgery quickly and have it fixed. My understanding is it is minor day surgery. You go home the same day. I should find out when I get cut tomorrow.

We drove down to Niagara for a delicious Thanksgiving dinner (and Dad’s birthday) at my parents. The turkey was a drug-free all natural bird and it was scrumptious. Thanks to my Mom and Dad for hosting and putting on such a delightful meal. My father has turned into one of those guys who is hard to buy for and who doesn’t want anything for his birthday. Are scratch tickets really a great gift? Hmmpt. I guess having three cakes for dessert makes up for it a little.

My sister and JP are counting down the days until they take possession of their house. This Friday!

The dog has been at Kevin and Suzan’s since Thursday evening. It looks like she’ll be there a few more days. Apparently she is no trouble and has been hunting and driving her brother crazy. The house seems to have a lot less energy without the dog here. Even if she is a pretty lazy dog.

Thanks again B. for picking up the slack around the house. I feel like an such an invalid right now. 😦