The Urban Dictionary defines Keep on Keeping On as “The act of doing what you have been doing but an encouragement to do it more.” I get to keep on-ing tomorrow as I get to undergo yet another surgery.

It won’t be so bad. At least this time isn’t a matter of life or death but rather one of comfort and convenience. And with any luck once we’re all done it will be more convenient for me to be comfortable.

I’m sure I’ve said this before but before I began to have this current round of medical issues I had made it through some 55 odd years without ever having to be in the hospital other than while I was at work. Then as suddenly as all that I was on the other side of the bedsheets. Now, four years and as many surgeries later and I’m still around to write about it. Is that great or what?

I’ll spend the rest of today brushing up on the patient version of improving my bedside manner, eat as much as I can until that famous “nothing by mouth after midnight,” and spend this evening at the hockey game while I keep telling myself how fortunate I am to be able to well enough to go to a hockey game.

Wish me luck, please say an extra prayer, and I’ll be sure to tell you all about it sometime next week. While I keep telling myself how fortunate I’ll be to be well enough to tell you all about it.

That’s what I think. Really. How ‘bout you?