one eye down, one to go

It's sad that I have to schedule surgery in order to get away for a few days rest.

Here I am, laying back on a king-size bed, watching a first-run movie, eating shrimp phad thai in a quiet comfortable hotel in Bellevue, Washington. I'll be here for two more days, relaxing, reading, knitting and maybe taking a walk in the park across the street.

However, one little detour first: in twelve hours I'll be lying unconscious while a surgeon threads a suture around my right iris and draws it up like a pursestring. Oh, well. Minor price to pay for a little away-time.

Meanwhile, back to the movie...