Up so I could dress and exercise before 7.
So I could leave by 8.
So I could be at my daughter's by 9.
So I could be at the hospital by 10.
So I could have a procedure that was scheduled to start before 11.
So I could wait more until it finally started before 12.
So I could come out from under the sedation in the middle of the procedure and be awake while a tube and camera were down my throat looking into my stomach.
So I could gag and choke as the procedure continued on while more sedation didn't kick in.
So I could find out that I have a hiatal hernia, had my esophagus biopsied, and that I may need surgery, all before 1.
So I could be back at my daughter's by 2.
So I could sleep until 5.
So I could eat by 6.
So I could go home.
But not today. I was given strict instructions not to drive until tomorrow. I'm camped out at my daughter's, sleeping in her bed and taking it easy. And hoping to get back home tomorrow.
Thank goodness I had time to snap a picture of my wildflower-turned-perennial garden before I left the house. My pink oriental poppies are getting ready to show off.
Better them than my upper digestive system.
