We'll be spending the bulk of the day at the hospital, awaiting news of the surgical outcome for Dan's brother-in-law.  I call Kevin Dan's brother-in-law today (and from here on out) for two reasons.  1) His union with Dan's brother should be, imho, legally recognized by the State.  Enough with this half-assed, shadow-life for gay unions!  2) It's easier for people to understand the person being mentioned.

We had a lovely dinner last night, pre-surgery, at a Durham restaurant called Anotherthyme.  It was good to sit together, enjoy each other's company, reminisce and nosh.  They had an amazing appetizer of fried camembert, jam and apple that was definitely NOT on my everyday eating plan.  But worth every delicious calorie.

I'm taking along a few books, magazines, Ipod and a journal to the hospital.  We should be waiting about 3-4 hours after we get back from lunch.  It seems a bit macabre, going out for lunch while your loved one is under the knife, but it's a bit of a tradition in my family.

Sally's brain surgery?  We went for Italian while she was in recovery.  Dad's heart attack?  A nice steak dinner.  Mom's 1st knee replacement?  Sally took me to breakfast.  And assorted other surgeries at Kaiser in San Diego?  We always go to the burger joint across the parking lot.

Today we're headed to Wimpy's Grill where we are under instructions from the patient to have a burger in his honor.  Maybe raise a french fry or two.  Then it's back on the eating plan for me.  Thus hoping to avoid someone going to lunch while I'm under the knife some years hence.

Good thoughts and prayers appreciated!

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