2016 has been the year of the celebrity death. In the past week alone we lost George Michael and today Carrie Fisher . It’s a good thing I’m not famous or I would have died … twice. (If you count the back end of 2015. )
After the news broke regarding Carrie Fisher, I casually made a remark to my husband and he replied, you should tweet that. And, without thinking, I did. I tweeted the following image along with the words below the image.
Then promptly forgot about it. Until my phone lost it’s mind with notifications. I’m usually good, on an original tweet for 5 or less retweets and under 10 likes. This stupid little off the cuff remark, admittedly in poor taste., has currently garnered 295 likes and 156 retweets! I guess there were more people, like me, who needed a chuckle than I would have thought.
Sorry Keith for using your celebrity to goose what little I may have. Please don’t die.
** UPDATE Tweet has now received 514 likes and 296 retweets, it’s been viewed 59951 times. More views than my tweet that was retweeted by a bona-fide celebrity.
Yup, you guessed it, I’m in the hospital again. I know what you’re thinking ,I’m in for the hysterectomy I mentioned, but no.
On Saturday the 17th around 2 in the afternoon, I started having excruciating pain in the middle left of my lower abdomen. I figured it was gas and told my husband to attend his work Xmas party. The pain got worse and worse. I called the hubby and told him to come home, on his voice mail, then by text Two hours later he was home and we went to the emergency room. I had a CT scan and an hour later, found out I had appendicitis and was admitted to hospital. On Sunday afternoon I had laparoscopic surgery to remove my appendix. Tender today, home tomorrow. Hysterectomy pushed back . It feels like my body is rebelling against life.
But it made me think of this scene from the Big Bang Theory, but in reverse.
UPDATE : Just spoke with the surgeon and the appendix was ruptured. Meaning I could have died,again. My body is not just rebellious, it’s trying to tell me I’m living on borrowed time.