The clock ticks. Slowly. I know I should relish this last 'regular' day. But I'm not. I'm so aware that tomorrow at noon begins all the prep for surgery. That wonderful prep. Actually after midnight tonight, I get to eat nothing and drink only clear liquids. So you would think that I would be hitting every all-you-can-eat buffet in town, but I'm not. Instead I had some Kombucha and crackers with cheese from Whole Foods. I did have a cookie too because it will be a while before I can eat those again.. Oh and I did have one last soda. Can't imagine I will be wanting to introduce carbonation to my healing colon for a good while after surgery. Would hate to get a 'gas leak'... lol I crack myself up.
I'm thinking for good measure tonight before the kids and I have our last hurrah as a fearsome foursome, maybe we get some chicken wings and salad for dinner. Again, not sure how soon I will be eating Frank's Red Hot Sauce.
So many different emotions running through me: anxiety, sadness, impatience, hope. Mostly hope, though. Mostly. Good thing I'm by myself right now, kids don't need to see their "supermom" upset.
I'm so done thinking about it all. I just want to get to the "business" of healing. You know, get to the right side of Christmas.
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