And it... BEGINS

Straight from Mick...I'm fine but no one will give me something to eat or something to drink... Dr. just came in and talked about what will take place during surgery; he asked Mick if he had any questions.....YOU GOT IT....; His question was CAN I HAVE SOMETHING TO EAT.... of course Dr. said maybe tonight. No sooner did he leave Mick told me he would like to have some pretzels.I bet he dreams of food. Night before we came to the hospital he woke me up at 1am to tell me "since we are going to Columbia we can get me some gizzards!"... Of course I replied yes Mick now GO TO SLEEP. lol Now, If I was a betting person...OH WAIT...I am... I would bet you the 1st thing he says after surgery is CAN I HAVE GIZZARDS... I swear that boy is going to turn into a gizzard.