August 6, 2026
Today is the day that Larry gets evicted. 1st Knife cut is at 1:10 – hospital prep much earlier.
I have a million mixed feelings about this and I won’t sugarcoat it – I am scared out of my mind.
There are the MAIN what if’s:
- What if they find more cancer?
- Then I tackle that
- What if they nick something and bile is released?
- Then I’ve lived a life that’s good and the Gods and Universe have something else planned.
- What if they nick something and they cannot stop the bleeding?
- Then I’ve lived a life that’s good and the Gods and Universe have something else planned.
- What if the Robotic arms go rogue? (Courtesy of the 13 & 10 year olds!)
- Hopefully in going rogue, I get a tummy tuck, face lift and my 16-year-old arse is back. And Larry still gets the axe.
Those are things I cannot control and have put ALL MY FAITH into my doctor and her team. She is brilliant, so my confidence in her is where it needs to be.
What I can and have done:
- Seen and/or talked to the people that mean that absolute most to me (and hopefully I, to them!).
- Spent almost an hour cuddling my babies on the couch today.
- Dishwasher loaded and started.
So this is it for now. I hope to see everyone on the other side of this.
If not, be kind to one another, I’ll be watching.
Choose RIGHT over wrong, every single time. Also, WWKD (what would Karen do?). I’m very opinionated and usually spot on – so go with it.
And for all that is holy – VOTE in NOVEMBER!!! Get those Vile Scrotes out of office. Trust, I will haunt you.