Kids, this ain't gettin' any more fun. Yesterday found me at the surgeon's office, planning an inguinal-femoral hernia repair. (Yes, that was the source of all that pain.) It's a day procedure, scheduled for Tuesday. The doctor will literally patch my abdominal wall with a piece of mesh that living tissue will integrate with to form a stronger container.

It's not all bad. The surgeon says they'll give me Demerol, which, from prior experience, leads me to say, "Bring on the logging saws!"

Baby, that is some good stuff.

LATER: I'll be fine, if I don't smother in dust-bunnies first.