My Dear Mr. Darcy,
I shall never be able to thank you enough for coming to visit me last evening. You have unabashedly shown me quite clearly that you my needs before even I do, which proves how much you and I have come to know one each other over these last weeks.
If I may be so, bold within this correspondence and allow you to know the excitement that runs through my entirety, knowing that as early as tomorrow evening that I shall be permitted to visit you at your beloved Pemberley. I do hope that you will permit me to take a turn around the grounds with your dear sister Georgiana. I look forward to hearing her play her pianoforte. I must really begin to play the pianoforte so that we may play duets for you.
Mr. Darcy, might I dare hope that during my visit that we might picnic with my beloved sisters Irene and Marcie?
KEEP SCROLLING, THERE IS MUCH MORE!!! 🙂
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I do promise that I am not losing my brain! I believe that I have been spending too much time with Jane Austen via her books and the movies made from her books. I am delving a bit deeper than P&P and S&S. I have been watching movies based around her writing and I love what I am watching. I will have to make a complete list of books that I have read and movies I have watched so that you may all witness my spiral into Jane Austen.
I also have learned that my favorite Aunt was a Jane Austen fan also. I wish I had known this a long time ago. I would have loved to watch Mr. Darcy with her!!!
I wrote ^^ the upper part of this blog a week ago and had not posted it because I have been in the hospital.
Last Monday, I ended up going to the emergency room at Saint Elizabeth because I was having a pancreatitis attack. If you know me, you know how long I have been in pain. We sat in the waiting room for hours and hours. Nick and I were so upset because of the wait. There was a gentleman, who had been there since two in the afternoon and this was after eleven o’clock at night. The more upset I became the worse my pain became. We decided that we needed to go elsewhere for me to be seen quicker.
We ended up at Neighbors Emergency Center and I was seen right away. They took blood and sent it to Baptist Hospital and it was determined that I needed to be admitted. While I had to wait for the ambulance to come, Nick had time to run home and get me things I would need. I am very thankful that he was able to get me everything I needed. I hate not having my own pajamas, robe and toothbrush.
While I was in the hospital, they told me that I would have to have a CT scan with two types of contrast and an ultrasound. I only have one kidney and a doctor once told me that contrast is a no go because it can damage your kidneys. They did not seem to worry about my lone little kidney and brought me the contrast anyways. The contrast came in a water bottle mixed with Crystal Light. When I saw the bottle, I became worried. The content of the bottle was a cherry red and I immediately asked the tech if this contained cherries. He told me it did not. Therefore, I began drinking the Crystal Light as fast as possible, because contrast is quite yucky.
About halfway through the bottle, I began to feel sick. The nurse came in and I asked again, if this crystal light contained cherries. I looked it up on my phone, which I should have done before I started drinking. It turns out that cherry is right on the damn label. The nurse took the bottle and through it into the trash. You could tell she was pissed off. A short while later the tech returns with another bottle. This time it was lemonade crystal light and he expected me to get it down while I am vomiting all over the place. I did manage to get enough in me, so that the scan could be done. I am happy that Nick was at the hospital, held me while I was sick and brought me cold cloths for my head. I have a wonderful husband and I very happy that he was with me. I was vomiting and sick until around 2 o’clock in the morning. They gave me different kinds of nausea medication and I was finally able to rest.
During my stay at the hospital, I had to have my gallbladder removed. It happened unexpectedly; the gastroenterologist came in on Wednesday evening and told me I would have to have it removed Thursday morning. Come the next morning, they took me in and removed the offending organ.
I was terrified about having it out, because just what I needed was to have more pain. However, I am glad to tell you that as of right now, I am not having any pain at all. I am being cautious, because I have been pain free one other time and it came back worse than before. If you have a few spare moments, would you please say prayers for me?
Well, that is about it in my life. What’s going on in yours?
Peace, Love & Happiness