..yeah, I'm finally having surgery done on the stones in my left kidney next Wednesday. Soooo, here's a little letter to "Keith" and "Mick" (and the rest of the band: gods know I've got enough there. :)
Dear Stones,
Wednesday, you're getting an eviction notice. You might laugh now, but those shockwaves you've felt over the past months? Yeah, that was me trying to get rid of you. And I know you don't want to go. You're pointy and large but you've been living in my kidney for years now, and that's years too long.
I want my body back. I want to exercise without having to worry if I'm going to displace one of you. I want to get a backache without worrying if this is the start of you trying to pass through my body. I want to plan a vacation without having to worry about saving enough time "just in case" I have to have another kidney procedure. I don't want to stress or worry or just plain be afraid of your silent presence in my body.
In short, you'll be going soon. And I won't miss you. Stones, be gone.
Smooches,
Your (soon to be former) landlord. :)
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- Krista
- Wife, mom of a preemie, follower of the old ways, lover of anything Irish or Celtic, history buff, trivia nut, Star Trek and Ren Faire geek and costuming fiend. Offer me coffee or chocolate and world peace is assured. Or at least I'll try really hard. :) I also believe in deleting spam. So, to the person or persons who keep leaving me comments in Chinese (along with links to what I can clearly tell are Chinese porn sites) stop it. It's bad karma, to say nothing of being really, really rude.
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