12 hours and counting...

My surgery is scheduled for 10:10am; just slightly over 12 hours from now. Yes, I'm nervous, excited, scared, worried, happy, and surprised that the time has actually come. It's one of those things you spend a long time hoping for and working towards, but deep down inside you don't think it's really going to happen.

Oye. It's going to happen.

Please, no visitors in the hospital without asking Fred. When I'm sick and hurting, my hubby is my favorite person. And I hate it when people see me with my hair standing straight up, wearing those lovely hospital gowns, and zoned out on pain meds. Wait until I'm home so I can greet you with my hair standing straight up, wearing an old flannel nightie, and zoned out on pain meds. Hmmmm....

I'll update as soon as I can!