I'm going under the knife tomorrow! (I was going to make a funny joke here, about surgery, but decided it wasn't appropriate.)
The day has finally come for me to get my tonsils out.
And my deviated septum fixed.
And I'm freaking out.
Really.
I think I ate as much as I could today. The thought of not being able to eat scares me. So now, off to sleep, just to wake up and head into the surgery room.
I'm doing my best to be brave, but I'm not so good at that.
Wish me luck!!!!!
