No, not that kind of date. Although that would be nice. HA! But the date I’m referring to is the surgery date. So here we go. March 3. I’m so excited and scared and nervous. This is it.
I’ve been contemplating what to do concerning who to call to help. Its out-patient surgery. So really I just need someone to be there in case I need something through the weekend. We’ve already scheduled the FL trip so I hate to ask Mom to take the time. And after talking with Dad, we were joking around about not telling Mom. But the more I think about, I think it would be fun. I could tell her when we get to FL. The look on her face will be priceless.
I talked with Cb and she’s (and her parents) is going to be my nurse nazi since my other nurse nazi moved out of town . . . HA! I called Amy and Suz to tell them. I was a bit nervous about how they would react. I don’t know why but I was. I mean seriously. All that we’ve been through but I was. I didn’t realize it until talking with them, but their encouraging words were so more important to hear.
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