Imagine you had a day where you could do anything you want as long as you stayed on the sixth floor of a local major medical hotel and stayed within the guidelines of the guards (Nurses) who oversee you.
You would get up and have a nice breakfast, followed by a shower. The guards would change your sheets and then let you go out on a stroll around the floor.
Then you might come back and doze for a bit whilst listening to an audio book or podcast.
Then you walk some more and return to your cell just in time for lunch. You would devour your hamburger and salad and fruit cup and apple juice and then you would go on a walk.
Throughout the day, you would get phone calls from family and friends and then go on a walk.
That's a pretty good description of my day.
It is now 3:30, which means dinner is about an hour away. That will be my last meal unless I can get a snack later in the evening. After midnight, no food by mouth.
The next time I write, I shall have been ablated and all will be well.
Or, this is my last post!
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