Penultimate Day

I woke at 3 am and lay there trying to sleep until 3:30 when I gave in and got up. At 6:30 I went back to bed and got up at 10 am. I was SO hoping to see a message from the hospital on the answering machine, but nothing there yet. I am resisting the tempation to call partly because I would have to look up who to call and partly because my thinking is that if they want me there for surgery, they need to tell me the time!

I went to get my last massage  yesterday and made an appointment for a month ahead. I told Beth that if I found I was able to get there sooner {or later} , I would call her. I did tell her that if I called her and she had plans, to please not be concerned if she needed to say no. She feels very obligated to do what I want to do because I paid her a HUGE amount of money in advance!

We all went out to eat at Moe’s,  a Southwestern chain eating place, last night partly because I was not able to go the last time they all went. I had some intestinal problems and had to stay home near my own bathroom. I quite enjoyed it  although it was horrendously noisy when we got there at about 7 pm. But all the shouting people cleared out eventually leaving us to eat in peace! Our company went back to their hotel at about 9:30 and both Fred and I went to bed early. For him, it was VERY early since it was before midnight and he slept solidly all the way through until 10 am. We were both exhausted.

Since I finish the last paragraph, I got a phone call but, alas, it was not the one I was hoping for with the time for the surgery. it was the pre-registration one where they ask the same interminable questions about when I was born and where do I live and what is my insurance! However, out of it I DID get the number to call to ask for my time. I have decided I will give them until 3 pm to call me. If I don’t hear by then, I will call them.  I am eating half of the very hearty burrito I had last night for breakfast this morning. It is good!

Our landlord just came in to replace the shower head with a hand-held one. This will be good for both of us. I will be able to wash my hair much more easily than using the sink in the bathroom. Until I am able to bend my hip enough to get into the tub, it will be spinge baths for me!

QUOTATION: If you have the courage to begin, you have the courage to succeed.

— David Viscott

To-Do List: {My way of coping with anxiery!}

• move my car {I have done this}
• pack up some clothes to come home in after the surgery and put them where Fred can get them easily
• reread the paperwork I got from the surgeon’s office so I will know what will be expected of me before I can come home.

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