Sipsey Street Irregulars: Okay, here's the deal.

Monday, July 29, 2013

Okay, here's the deal.

Got a call late from the docs this afternoon that I am scheduled to go into the hospital to get my "glue stick" to seal the hole in the esophagus/stomach juncture on Thursday, 1 August. Will be there a few days while they keep me NPO and fed with IVs to hydrate me while the glue sets up. Unless something goes badly wrong, I'll be posting from the hospital bed. Keep me in your prayers.

9 comments:

DC Wright said...: Roger the prayers. By-name, daily!

D. C. Wright
USMC Retired
III/OK; July 29, 2013 at 6:57 PM
j said...: You know the prayers are there. If I can get away from other duties, and if you promise not to give me MRSA, I'll try my best to get there. Assuming you will be in same place, if not drop me a private message. Stay strong; God is good.; July 29, 2013 at 7:00 PM
WarriorClass III said...: More prayers on the way.; July 29, 2013 at 8:19 PM
Anonymous said...: Good luck Mike. I'll keep you in my prayers.; July 29, 2013 at 9:02 PM
Anonymous said...: Just remember that it's not called "Crazy Glue" just because the name sounded neat. Hope you have a rapid recovery.; July 29, 2013 at 11:18 PM
Mama Liberty said...: Pretty amazing when the docs can just glue us back together. Sounds a lot better than sutures!

Get some rest, be safe, and do what the nurses tell you even if they are ugly. LOL

Prayers coming your way.; July 30, 2013 at 4:32 PM
Ed said...: God bless good nurses. They are all beautiful when you desperately need them, even the dudes.

If how they look really matters to you, then you are not sick enough.; July 31, 2013 at 12:26 AM
Anonymous said...: Prayers for everything to go well and for a quick recovery.

SB Smith
TX; July 31, 2013 at 2:07 AM
Radio Patriot said...: Praying mightily for you Mike. God bless you and Rosey. I'll be keeping a thought for you both.

Andrea Shea King; July 31, 2013 at 10:29 AM

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Okay, here's the deal.

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