I'm waiting on the shots to take away the worst of the pain from my chest.

Tomorrow I am getting more work done, more scar tissued cleared.

The photos from inside my lungs show scar tissue on more scar tissue.

I am going under at 10:15 am and should be down for the better part of about an hour.

I'm not sure what the outcome will be except I will more than likely feel much better, for at least a few months.

As in all operations, there are dangers. Since I am compromised, those dangers are naturally more acute.

Pray for me, light a candle, sing a song...

I can use your Good vibes.

This could very well be the first real step toward a lung transplant.

This stay in the hospital has been fun, then farcical and, of course, as it always comes to, serious. It is at about day ten or eleven that hospital retakes the ominous tone.