Sitting here, trying not to freak out or have a nervous breakdown. I am hungry, I am thirsty. I am not allowed to have anything because I am having surgery in 3 hours. I think they do that to torture you some. I mean they don’t get to keep you awake and aware during the surgery and they have to get their fun somehow.
Not really looking forward to this at all. I know that if all goes well the end result is well worth it. But the part that bothers me is the “IF” all goes well! I imagine since I am going to be off work for a few weeks that I should be able to get some quality time with some of my favorite bloggers. So you people better get to writing and it better be good stuff!
Please let us know how it went. Thought of you today, hoping it went well. Wish we lived closer so I could bring you brownies and soup and well wishes in person. Our best to Becky too.