ACHTUNG! Gynecological Talk Ahead

It's official. I am having surgery to address some of my ongoing, unpleasant and too-graphic-to-go-into here feminine problems. If you know me, you know what I am talking about. Like my previously-mentioned "Bog of Certain Stench" entry, this problem is too big to ignore. All the attempts to resolve the problems medically have failed and my near nervous breakdown in my gynecologist's office Wednesday has sealed the deal.

Note to [NotReally] Gladys: I am seriously working on the "plan" we talked about last night. Not that I need another project to fill out my spare time, but this is going to happen.

So, on March 23 I will be having some of my reproductive parts removed and others burned beyond recognition. That might seem extreme to some, but to me, it's relief that's been a long time coming. Watch out, Olive and Lys. Mommy is going to come home from the hospital with outrageous misplaced maternal instincts! Okay, so that's nothing new after all.