Green Frog Cafe

"Living in nature, listening to the rain, Green Frog Cafe, that's where I want to be. The hemlocks are green, the creek is tricklin, there's geese on the pond, the forest sighs. Green Frog Cafe that's where I want to be, home of my soul, spirit of the mountains." Ruminations of Rhona McMahan

Monday, March 14, 2005

Feeling Down

I got an email back from my urologist today saying that I probably have kidney stones again. I will have a sonogram this Friday, and see him next Thursday for evaluation. I so do not want to go through this again. Something is wrong with me that no one has figured out. If I have stones again it is the third time in the last seven or eight years that I will have to undergo surgery. How many times can I survive this? When will my kidneys give out? I do not want to live hooked up to a dialysis machine.

I have been thinking in terror of how I felt the last time I went in for the operation. They take away your clothes as you change from a person into a "patient." I remember once again walking into an operating room, getting onto the cold metal table, and going under, waking up in pain and delerium and nausea.

I started the DaVinci Code today. It seemed interesting, but Chelsea took it away to reread it. Oh well, I have other things to do.

Topday was income tax accountant day. I owe another $6,000, after already paying over $30,000. Mr. Bush, where are you with the tax cuts for middle America? At least I feel more peaceful to know what the verdict is.


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