but I survived. What was promised as a 45 minute job to remove a nasal polyp....turned into 2-1/2 hours under the knife. At least I was completely knocked out for the ordeal. 5 days later and I'm still sore, it feels like I've been hit in the face with a good 90 mph fastball. But it had to be done, and I can already feel relief. I wish I had gone in sooner. (Folks, if something doesn't seem right with the old body, go get it checked out by a specialist) Now I'm coming to grips with my own mortality. I'm hitting 45....hey maybe I should write a song about "live like you were dying"