Waiting is the hardest part

Well, I've made it to the surgery day. It seems like my anxiety is much better now that I'm here and hooked up to the IV and am within an hour of my surgery time. The two weeks before today were HELL. Constantly worrying about dying is not how I like to spend my days. Whew. I am not looking forward to this recovery but will be glad to get this over with. Hopefully this will be my last surgery (how many times have I said that though.) Twenty-three by my count. Wow. Sooooo that's enough rambling; it's time to numb my mind with The Hangover. See you on the other side----uterus free.