Alright, as some of you may have noticed, I have been alluding to something that would be revealed in time in more than a few of my posts. Whenever the phrase was mentioned it was linked to a music video with the word “time” in its title. Cheesy, I know. But it kept your attention shifted.
So now the time has come for me to reveal to you, my six two loyal readers, what all of the secrecy was about.
I’m going in for hernia repair surgery this Tuesday, September 11. However, this is nothing new. It’s been a long time in the making. I figured that since I have medical benefits at work that will probably cover things, and that I really should be looking out for myself now that The Kid is getting older, now was the time to do it.
Some history. Basically, I’ve had it for some time now (and no, you don’t need to know how long). It’s extremely uncomfortable at times, especially after walking long distances or standing for a long time. And if you really, really need to know what type of hernia it is, Google “inguinal hernia” and stand back. You guys may cringe at the sight.
But not me. I’ve lived with it for so long that I’m actually looking forward to the surgery, to a time when I can wake up in the morning and not feel tremendous pressure in my nether-regions.