I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,
See my baby there;
She's stretched out on a long, white table,
Well she looks so good, so calm, so fair.
I went up to see the doctor
She's very low he said.
I went back to see my baby
Good God she was lyin' there dead.
Then give me six crap-shootin' pallbearers,
Let a chorus girl sing me a song.
Put a Jazz band on my tailgate,
To raise hell as we go along.
Well folks, now that you have heard my story,
Say, boy, hand me another shot of booze;
And if anyone else should ask you,
Just tell 'em I've got some of those St. James Infirmary blues.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMZPdAlgWvY&feature=fvst )
Good morning, everyone. Thursday morning and I'm getting ready to head off to the hospital for some minor surgery.
No breakfast for me today as per doctor's orders, but I am sneaking in a cup of Keemun tea. It will be a local anesthetic so no worries about the tea. I really could eat if I wanted to, but I'll play by the rules for once. Hospitals in Japan have very different requirements.. I even have to bring my own drinking cup, towel, PJ's (I've never worn PJ's!!!
I'm bringing a sweat suit instead.) And I have to take the bus to the hospital. I'm not allowed to ride my bike there. My wife offered to drive me, but no need. The nurse promised to hold my hand, so I won't be afraid.
Keep your fingers crossed for me!
It will be an overnight stay, and my wife will drive me home tomorrow night. I've requested a private room, so I won't be embarrassed when I cry. No internet at the hospital, though I may be able to read the forum on my iPhone after the surgery. I've packed my e-reader and iPhone so I'll have something to pass the time.
See you all in a day or two!
Stitchawl