I haven't been on much....I've been working like a mad woman trying to get everything caught up and/or delegated by the end of the work day today.
Tomorrow is the surgery. I've been crying off and on for 3 days.......what a wimp, huh? I really hate general anesthesia. I wish they would just give me an epideral instead.
Hubby is already moving into "nurse" mode and being sweeter than his usual sweet self
Doc gave me some xanax to help relax me so I can sleep tonight. I took two but I think I'm going to take one or two more.....tears are still coming.
Crazy, isn't it? I want to have this done. I can't wait for it to be a memory, but I don't want to be put to sleep........not too wild about the staying the night at the hospital either.
I've resigned myself to spending the night in the hospital though. Doc really wanted me to and Gary was afraid that something might happen if I came home too early. Hard to use panic as a valid reason to leave the hospital when I've got them using logic as a reason for me to spend the night.
I have to be at the hospital at 6:15 tomorrow morning. Surgery is at 8:00.
I'm off to pop a couple more pills and lay down. I'll let you know I'm alive and well sometime this weekend.......
(I hope!)
Wish me luck!
