My alarm went off at 4:15 this morning. I am due at the hospital at 5:30 AM, and I had to shower with some sort of antiseptic soap they gave me, so here I am at 4:45 AM, wide awake. It’s not too bad but I am not aloud to have anything to eat or drink, which sucks. I can’t even have my usual glass of Florida orange juice. It’s like I’m in prison. 🙁
My overnight bag and computer bag are packed, and my lovely boyfriend is rummaging about the house, preparing to chauffeur me to the hospital. He’ll be looking after me there and at home in the weeks ahead, and I’m so lucky to have him.
Anyway, this will be my first surgery and hospital stay since I was twelve years old, and I don’t really know what to expect. It will be weird, losing all control over my daily activities, but all this is necessary, so I am ready to get on with it.
Have a nice Monday, everyone.