Today, I am being gutted

Nov 06, 2015

I'm so happy the day of my surgery has finally arrived. So happy and excited in fact that I can't sleep. I feel like a child waiting for Santa to come down the chimney (despite the fact that we never had a chimney). In exactly 12 hours my surgery is scheduled to begin. I have no fears of the procedure. My only concern is post-op pain. I know the hospital will do an excellent job managing my pain, so I trust I will be in good hands.

I also know I over packged. But, I am an over packer. If I go on a 3-day trip, I bring 8 outfits because I don't know what I'll "feel like" wearing. So, I have the basics--toothbrush, toothpaste, brush, extra undies, slippers, moisturizer, face wipes, my 2 hospital binders, and 2 books. I probably won't get to the books... but I figure they may be more use during the waiting peroid. Plus, I will look ever so scholarly in my sexy hot hospital gown reading an "emotional first aid" book. Rawr. You won't be able to keep the men away.

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