Adjourned

Adjourned I was up early had a shower and was smelling like newly opened jar of honey. Underwear and clean socks a must and I combed my five strands of delicate hair. The pacemaker did not work properly, not that I had noticed as I`m not a marathon runner. At the hospital, they told me the surgery was postponed till the end of the month and to think I had been awake all night worrying about it. I didn`t throw a tantrum, not a good idea amongst cardiac patients, my wife did the smiling. There was shaking of hands with the personal we had breakfast I glowed over my lack of grumpiness but I didn`t tell anyone I was secretly glad I do not like surgeons, they are secret mass murderers whose kismet stopped them from using an axe.