I went down to Miami yesterday for preadmission testing and to meet with the stoma nurse. It was a good experience. Not only did I manage to get everything done on time, but the nurses I met with were awesome and answered some of the questions that have been worrying me. I’m still nervous as hell, and now that I have a better understanding of how things will go down, I see exactly how much I’ve got to deal with while I’m in the hospital (besides all the work ahead of me when I return home).
I’m keeping this brief because I’ll be posting another health- and music-related writing that almost reaches the 3,000-word mark. This one’s about the origins of Billy Boloby and his original purpose. Of course, I would love it if everyone reads it, but I know I’ll be lucky if even 10 of you do. However, if you can take the time to share my blog URL on Facebook or elsewhere, that would be very cool.
It’s sad, I know, but this blog is about the extent of my livelihood, now that I can’t perform onstage. I could spend all day coming up with blog content, but without an audience, it’s not always easy finding the motivation. Anyway, before this gets any more melodramatic and whiny, I’ll hand it off to someone who’s more experienced in appealing to audience emotions:
Please, I urge you to do all you can to help Mr. Boloby’s blog increase its readership. All it takes is a few clicks of your mouse, and you’ll be fulfilling the wishes of this fine young man. People may call him “meathead,” but that’s not the Boloby I know. Well, most of the time at least. So please, take some time and share this blog with the social media world, and together we can make a difference. — Sally