Not in a Twilight Kind of Way

I went in for some surgery last week.

I figured it would take me a few days but that I would be back up and running lickety split.

Does anyone even say lickety split anymore?

Must be the drugs.

Had a couple of things happen that weren’t on the original game plan.

Even talked my doctor out of a blood transfusion.  Which may be why I find myself thinking vampire every time I look at paper white face in the mirror.

But not in a Twilight kind of way.

There are  things I’m  secretly still a little worried about.

Nothing that a whole lotta rest and a refill on my Percodan script won’t cure.

Which in the grand scope of things really makes me pretty lucky.