Off I go...

I'm sitting at my desk at work right now on my last day in the office before surgery. I should be getting things organized for the temp that will be filling in for me or for my boss who will have to survive without me, but instead, I'm here writing. My surgery is the first one schedule tomorrow. It's at 730 am so I have to be there by 6. I'm super glad I don't have to wait any longer then that. I have to stop eating and drinking at midnight tonight and will be so hungry and thirsty by then. I love water. I drink water all day long. I would assume I drink about a gallon of water a day. I have no idea how I'm going to manage NOT drinking after midnight. I keep a giant glass of water next to my bed at night and even have another glass first thing in the morning. Brushing my teeth makes me thirsty enough for another. Come to think of it, maybe there is something wrong with me? Do any of you drink that much?

Anyway, my point being, I just want to get this shit over with. I'm scared. When I went for my pre testing, the anesthesiologist told me they wouldn't have to put me under general. They plan on using a nerve blocker and some sedation. This scares me. General anesthesia scares me more, but what if I can hear them or something? I suffer from anxiety so what happens if I freak out on the table?? The doctor didn't seem to be worried about it when I mentioned this scenario, so I suppose I shouldn't be, but still. I'm a planner. I need to know what is happening and how I'm going to get from point A to B. The fact that I have no idea what to expect bothers the hell out of me.

On a more superficial note, how the hell am I supposed to shave my armpit when I'm not even allowed to lift my arm for 4 weeks! I'm going to be a bush woman by then. Thank the heavens I started laser hair removal in February so at least I'll be growing a little less than usual lol. And how the heck am I supposed to do my curly ass hair with one hand? I told The Boy he better learn how to do it.....he said I better learn to call my sister and have her come over haha. Years ago, when we lived in VA, he helped me dye my hair...it was quite an ordeal and needless to say, he's refused to help ever since. I'm thinking I may just treat myself to the salon a few times a week. I won't have any thing else to do, so why not? If the pain is not that bad, you can believe I will be getting pedicures and manicures all the damn time. Well, I guess it will have to be a half mani. I'm not sure how they'd to the hand in the sling. Poop. Pedi's galore then! And maybe a full hair do makeover? Wow, I guess there could be a bright side to this after all. Like my option to go down to Florida and spend a few days with my dad. If I can fly and the pain isn't so bad, why not go hang out in the warm weather for a few days right?

I'm not sure how long it will be until I get back on here, but I will most definitely be reading. Perhaps I will have TB transcribe for me one day haha. I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. Wish me luck!