When I eventually wake up today, the first thought I am going to have, after the one we all have first thing in the morning about emptying our bladders, will be ’16 days’. I know I will have this thought because I have had the same sort of numerically decreasing thought every other morning for the fortnight. It’s a countdown. All being well, it is going to continue to decrease until I get to ‘zero’ and then I will find myself at what I have just decided will be called ‘Lift Off’.
I have been with this once, silent countdown since 2 March and I have known of the less time bound specific transplant plans for slightly longer that that, but in the age of uncertainty and limited brain capacity, I have been quite loathe to write them down and explain it all. Since I only have a measly 16 days left to wait now, 16 days in which I imagine that my emotions are going to be here, there, under the stair and quite possibly anywhere else I can imagine, I thought it is high time for me to share this information with you. The information of course, is also commonly known as a ‘Plan’. The Best Laid Plan. A lot can happen in 16 days. Coughs and sneezes spread diseases and all that, so, do understand my disclaimer.
It has been quite a while since I did my MS Project training and I wager that I am in a minority of the population who have undertaken MS Project training, so my plan will only be presented to you in the form of words and potentially, the odd bullet point. Anyway, WordPress is not Microsoft Office, so I should just continue.