So, tomorrow, as you have probably guessed, I am making another hospital visit. Evidently that surgery 5 years ago left some scar tissue. It has really started to bug me so them good doc is going to go back in and do whatever they do to get rid of it...hopefully without causing more scarring; not really sure how that all works which, as they say, is why my doc gets the big bucks. And now it is off to bed I go as I get one last refreshing drink of water...no food OR drink after midnight....sigh.
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
And the answer is.....
....we always visit Arby's after I have had a hospital visit. It started with the birth of my first born. I had horrendous acid reflux and heartburn and didn't really enjoy food the last trimester. As we headed home with Sara it was near lunchtime. Joe asked me what I wanted to eat, we happened to be drivin past an Arby's and it sounded good to me. And, thus, started a tradition as there just happened to be an Arby's near the hospital where I gave birth to the last three kids. About 5 years ago I had a benign tumor removed and Joe ran me through Arby's on the way home. So it has happened 5 times in the last 13 years.