Today is May 5th (Cinco de Mayo to some), one month until scoliosis surgery to me. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Yesterday I just felt like I was on the edge. Quite frankly, most of this didn't have to do with surgery, but other matters ranging from the absurd to the annoying to the serious, which I won't get into now.
Ok, deep breaths. I had a dream last night that I was post-op and I was walking around my house trying to do too much and my husband was telling me to rest. That's a good sign, right? I'll take that as a preminision (sp?) that everything is going to be ok and I will be my fiesty, stubborn ol' self once again. :)
Next blood donation is Monday. I hope I won't get sick this time.
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