I confess I am at wits end with Cleveland Clinic but my alternative is to go to ER. There, instead of a laproscopic surgery, they will cut me up and down. Huge scar. Only CC can do the surgery with small incisions. I am stuck. And scared I will burst the hernias before CC gets around to getting me in....
I confess that other than that, life is sweet and mellow....and moving along like a quaint little stream I use to sit by when I use to ride my horse thru this one meadow as a teenager. Peaceful and tranquil. It was a good place to rest. Glad I am here again.
I confess I am learning the small things like the stream analogy can get me past the CC problem
I confess having purple hair is fun...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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