There’s nothing quite like what seems like an endless countdown. I should be asleep instead of thinking about the hours I have left before surgery. It’s a normal procedure but it yielded a claustrophobic nightmare last night and spurts of anxiety tonight. Woe is me.

8 hours to go. I’ll be so tired, I’ll knock myself out.

I have a new desire to help folks be at ease, a pre-op pep talk loaded with tasty treats. There must be a way to not have to experience this grand starvation and Miralax cleanse… #firstworldproblems

Seriously though, I can’t imagine what it feels like to have rounds and rounds of hospital stays, specialist consults, Miralax…did I already mention the Miralax? And to think that many ppl go through more major stuff than this all by themselves. I have much for which to be thankful.

Okay. I surrender. In 24 hrs I’ll be brand new! Goodnight world.