Nightmares

Sitting outside in the rocking chair with a cup of coffee listening to the birds. All seems well. Not so. Nightmares have begun. It could be extenuating circumstances from another outside source, or it could be that the actual impact of these knees is finally getting to me. I sure do talk big, but I think I'm a wimp when it gets right down to it. I have always said that the fear of the unknown was the thing that scared me the most. However I'm thinking that I know what's coming and it scares that the padoodle  out of me. Perhaps after talking to my anesthesia nurse cousin sister, I'll feel a lot better about the whole thing today.  I'll end on a sad note. B-flat.