Tomorrow is the day

In exactly 13 hours, I will be in surgery. Wow. It seems like it's taken forever to get here, and now it's here. I was feeling fine up until 30 minutes ago and I started getting all anxious and nervous, so I took a Xanax. No reason not to. I need to be able to sleep tonight.

My bags are packed. Not much to pack, really. Jammies, toiletries and the old CPAP machine.

Dinner was at 4:30 today since I was not supposed to eat anything after 5pm. We had grilled chicken, sweet potato fries and a nice salad. I've been drinking soothing juices made from cabbage, so I hope I don't smell like cabbage tomorrow. haha I'm just finishing up a nice fruit tea and then after midnight, I'm not supposed to have anything. I really hope to be in bed and asleep by midnight. I hope the Xanax kicks in soon so I can sleep.

I haven't felt like I needed a Last Supper. Oh, last week I did have some of my favorite lunches, including sushi. I will miss sushi for a while, but I'll be able to have it in time. It's not like it will be forbidden. I'm a little hungry right now, but I know I will not die if I do not eat something. I've learned to let myself feel hunger and only feed the hunger, not the emotion. So, even though my brain wants me to eat, I will not eat. Brain does not win this time.

Ok, so I'm off to take my shower and make sure all the stuff is in my bag for the hospital. I'll be back in a couple of days ready to take on the world. Kisses to you all for sticking by me and understanding why I need to do this for ME. Love you all.