Well, Mark's surgery is scheduled for Monday at 11:45.
No, he doesn't get to eat after midnight... so.... I think 11:45 is a little late!
He can't drink even a sip of water and absolutely no gum or mint chewing...
He may not survive.
He will be there until 6 or 7 that evening... I should say we will be there.
He told me I should drop him off at the door and he would call me when he was done... I laughed and laughed. "Sweetie", I said, "I have been your wife for 21 years. Where you go, I go!"
Amen and amen. Then end.
...and because I like the girl and the photo...