Thursday, January 26, 2012
OFF TO THE HOSPITAL
Later this morning, I shall be admitted to UNC Memorial Hospital for a surgical procedure -- a pleural biopsy. This is the doctors' last shot, I think, at figuring out what has been wrong with me. If they cannot come up with a diagnosis, I plan to just go on living and let my body cure itself. But I will be out of touch for a day or so. The universe will scarcely notice, I imagine.
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9 comments:
best of luck! Some if the universe notices; but then I suppose in themseves they are also negligable - and i think we probably all know it. :)
Good luck, and like Rob said, this corner of the universe will await your return.
Godspeed with your hospital visit!
Bob, Bon courage!
Good luck and best wishes to you; to your wife, also. May your physicians be thorough and wise and may medicine be up to the task.
The insouciant universe may pay no mind to this cinder in the void (other than to grant favor this or that sports team), nor provide any Meaning with a capital 'M', but a few of us specks take note of your plight, giving credence to the notion that there are at least a few small-cap meanings ricocheting about, spewed up assuredly out of some enigmatic source in our Rylian ghosts.
Best wishes, Professor Bob! Come back soon, we'll be waiting for you.
Noticing and sending all the very best to you for a positive outcome. You already have the right outlook. Onward!
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