And nothing to eat or drink after midnight…

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  1. Hi Pan! Yes, I finally figured that out around 11:00 this morning. Just swishing the water around helped a LOT!
    I’m responding from my hospital bed — great place, this is. WiFi and everything (amazing). Hopefully I’ll go home tomorrow.

  2. I hope you’ll feel rested enough soon so that you will be able to share with all those who’ve been following your blog over these past few years – and are concerned about your well-being, but possibly have been too nervous to leave a comment – what’s been happening since your surgery.
    I heard a rumor that there is soon to be some sort of celebratory luau at your place out there in Katy – with dancing girls, gyrating hips and everything! Could that possibly be true? 🙂

  3. The only dancing girls w/ gyrating hips will be my daughter and her friend(s?), and their celebration will probably have less to do with me than it will their volleyball triumph (hopefully they will cap last night by winning the overall district tonight!).
    I am, however, more than happy to lend them my hideous corset, and I look forward to their decorative ministrations.

  4. Why do they do this, anyway? I’m sure there’s a great reason, but it’s absolute torture to contemplate. I just know I’ll be dying of thirst by the time I get there tomorrow.
    I think it has to do with going under a general – they want your stomach empty so that you don’t drown in your own vomit, should you decide to “react” to the anesthesia.
    Glad to hear you made it through OK, btw.

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