Life With Buddy, a Continuing Saga - And This Little Piggy Gets None

Good Morning, Buddy fans. The title says it all. I'm on the no food diet, and come this evening, I'll be on the no nothing diet, in preparation for my surgery, and stint in hospitalia, tomorrow. Something tells me this may be actually more unpleasant for me than the last time, because the last time, I was pretty much out of it most of the time, drug induced sleeping the bulk of the time I was in ICU, anyway.

Buddy is asleep at my feet. Today he elected to get up when I did (very uncharacteristic of him), and he's stuck to me like glue, and has been this whole week, it seems. I think he knows something's going on. Dogs know things, as a rule, and Buddy, well, he's always known too damned much, anyway. He's snoring like a little buzz saw, and kicking his little legs, occasionally, right now. I'd give a lot to get into that tiny little brain of his, once in a while.

I can't help wondering things about this adventure into the health system again,... like who I'll get for a roommate this time. Last time, I woke up to a Latin gang member that smoked clove cigarettes on the sly the whole time he was there (smelled to high heaven), and talked on a cell to his homeys, constantly. He played all rough and tough the first day or two, then turned out to be a pretty decent guy, after he got past all the macho. His girlfriend, who was his common law wife, actually (they had a kid or two), was giving him a rough time, and after I was forced to overhear a conversation or two between them, he had to drop all pretense of toughness. People are people.

The next guy they moved in was an older recovering cancer patient in for some feared complication that turned out to be a false alarm, luckily for him, but he liked to talk... a lot, and I'm afraid I went to sleep in the middle of a few of his dissertations, unfortunately. A good hypo can do that to a guy, sorry Mac. He was only there a day, though, so I managed to sleep through most of it,... thank God.

All in all, I had three roommates, the other I can't tell you much about. He was out of it the whole time he was there, and we never had any conversations. Still don't know what he was even there for. All I can tell you is that he was a loud moaner, and without the drugs, I'd have never gotten any sleep.

I'm sure it will be "interesting", but I know one thing, I'm going to bed early tonight. Still don't know what time I have to check in there, they're supposed to call this afternoon, but even if I don't have to be there first thing in the morning, I know that all rest in hospitals is fleeting. They have a routine, and your sleep is not their consideration. Waxing the floor at eleven PM is, or fixing a light you reported at three PM, at four AM, is just routine, for them. Not to mention the various things they wake you up for, like taking blood, checking blood sugars, etc. I was so tired when I came home last time, I slept for like twelve hours. Enough on that.

Buddy is going to be a ward of Grandma for the duration, so that should be interesting. I'll be waiting with baited breath to see how they get along without me in the equation. She's not taking him home, but she will stop by here in the morning and evening to make sure he's got food, water, out time, and a little companionship. My little curmudgeon is a people person, so I imagine he will be glad to see her, for a change. This should be a good thing, actually, in their relationship. I'll be in suspense to see how it goes. I almost said "dying to see", but considering the circumstances, I went with "in suspense":o)

Well, I know I'll miss my Gathering, and all those I interact with daily. You folks have grown on me. Some, like my political foes, a fungus, and some, like the true friends you have actually become. I understand I'm finally going to meet one of that fold, Mary T., who plans to come visit me on Friday. If she does, I am hoping she'll post something to let others know how I'm doing. If not, I'll be back,...well, I guess I still don't know how soon. I wouldn't imagine more than a few days, but I'll make it one of the first things I do when I get home, right after hugging a certain little furry munchkin we both know and love. Till then, Ron & Buddy.

Link to updated Ron & Buddy materials. They're all in here, from the beginning, sagas, poems, etc. All about the Budster, in many varied and interesting reflections... or whatever they're calling rants, in polite circles, these days.

Link to all poetry by Ron W. on Gather

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