Only Hours To Go

At 4:30am I head off to the hospital for pre-op testing and prep. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! This time tomorrow I'll be hopefully recovering.

I'm starting to get a little scared and nervous about this whole thing and am wondering why the hell I am doing this to myself. I really do hope this will work for me. I want this to be worth all of the financial strain, headaches, nasty liquid foods, and stress I've endured to get to this point, YK?!

I guess the only thing I am really worried about is actually making it through this thing alive and sleeved. Of course I won't if I will until I wake up from it all.

In an hour we'll be leaving to drop the kids off at their friend's homes and then Dh and I will have a night on the town.

And, yet, all through this I am still just as excited as ever. Go figure!