Tomorrow is D day. Wishaw General in the morning for knee replacement surgery. Fear not! they've got the technology to rebuild me. I'll be the bionic wummin. I was last in hospital on Mothers day 1974 to give birth to Hazel, so I can't complain. She is coming down on Sunday to help nurse me back to health, bless her, Gordon will be lost for a few days but I'm sure Haze Babe will keep him on his toes. I must say it's been lovely tonight, the phone, e.mail and facebook have been real busy with family and friends wishing me well. I was quite touched. Oh well just got to bite the bullet now. It's good to know that Gordon will give me a priesthood blessing before I go tomorrow. Can't fail with these three carers, aren't I lucky?
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