Seperation Imminent
Thursday is the day. I go into hospital. Friday morning I will be knocked out and have my tonsils removed.

I'm extremely nervous, but I'm my own wrost enemy. I read all those horror stories about peoples stays in hospital - you know the one-in-a-million-chance-it'll-happen or it-could-never-happen type story. Like the one where the muscle relaxant works but the aneasthetic doesn't so you feel the whole thing but can't do anything to stop it from happening cos your muscles don't work. That's the freakiest one. BUt I'm sure it won't happen to me.

Actually the scariest bit about the while thing is that I may find it difficult to talk for a few days - that's just cruel to someone like me. I imagine that my new friends will be a notebook and pen ;-)

Anyway, I'll be away for a while - like it'd be noticed.