Between Puppy Dogs and Summer Obligations I Can Tell You, "Hendrick is Real. We Will Work on in Him in August." The Recovery will Happen

I knew 6 years ago I was screwed when my surgeon said, "You have miraculously thin membranes, sir, and when I fix this, I can tell you, I'll be back."

When I pulled down my pants yesterday she said, "JESUS," and I assured her, "I've never heard anyone react that way before." 

Truth. Henry the Hernia is now Hendrik. Apparently there was a twin brother. I named him Hendrik after the chapel on Syracuse University's campus. "Jesus Crandall, it's a grapefruit."

I know. I thought Henry was gone.

Ladies and Gentlemen, my hernia is back and there's gonna be some trouble, quadrupled in sized, and needs immediately attention. (But, Doc. I shaved for you. That counts doesn't it?).

I knew from 5K races, moving stuff around my house, teaching, and general daily routines that something wasn't right. I went to visit my surgeon and she said, "I'm so sorry. I don't have repeat customers, but I need to do a repeat procedural on you. And I need to operate from outside and also from within (which means your belly button)".

Henry is now Hendrick and the schedule in August 9th. My hernia needs to be stitched back, patched, and retained. It's a watermelon of a disaster (so how does one fit Moby the Dick the Whale through the eye of a needle?)(Welcome to hernia surgery). 

I love my doctor. I trust her. And I'm ready to be out of pain. She gave me the summer off, told me to kayak, walk, and play moderate softball...I can hit. run to first, but call for a runner. I shouldn't dance or enjoy life, and I'll need someone to walk Karalynn after the surgery. August is a bust. I will be in a chair.

Ah, but if the bulge is fixed and I am feeling somewhat better, it is all worth it. Phew. Short post, but therapeutic. I'm sure Hendrick will have more posts about him.