I'm FESSing up

FESS being Functional Endoscopic Sinus Surgery, that is. I am having it at the end of July. If my head doesn't explode first.

A scope will be shoved up my nose and bone and tissue will be removed creating a conduit through which my profuse nasal fluids hopefully will flow.
It is minimally invasive and there is a 80-90 percent success rate.
I'm psyched. If my head doesn't explode first.

As an added bonus, there is a chance that I may regain a slight sense of smell.

Yes, it may be said that I smell.

I got the CD of my CT scan and looked at it today. I have no idea what I was looking at but it was scary.

Last Sat we went to the Mermaid Parade in Coney Island with Vera and Kelly, my gardening club, an ill-advised excursion for sure. There were way too many people, too much sun and too much ( for me) standing. I was anticipating a hot dog but there were barricades across the street so we couldn't cross to get to the boardwalk, the beach, the rides or my niece Sarah who was herself stuck on the boardwalk.

Seeing Nathan's from afar, I knew how Moses felt coming so close to the Promised Land. Vera, thinking of lost french fries had tears in her eyes. After much travail, walking, dodging of drunken hipsters and more standing, we got to Nathan's. Starving, we waited 1/2 hour on line but finally got a table with an umbrella (shade!) and ate our hot dogs and french fries by the ocean. I don't usually eat that stuff- Oh baby, it was good. Then we all took the train (it was free!) back here, pulled down the blinds, cranked up the a/c and broke out the iced beverages. My migraine had a migraine.

But Sarah fixed my camera problem, as I knew she would.

So the mouse of which I spoke in my previous post left behind many offspring.

We have stepped up to the next level of annihilation- poison.
It is like a grim science fiction story around here.