I've suffered quite a bit today. I didn't realize until I couldn't take i.buprophen how much I relied on it. T.ylenol barely made a dent and if it wasn't for sleep and my heating pad I wouldn't have been able to do anything today.
I packed a bag just in case I do have to stay in the hospital. I'm not thinking clearly so I'm sure I didn't pack well, but at least I have the comfort of knowing that I'm prepared to stay. I hope and pray that I don't have to. I've been admitted twice in my life and both times were horrible (once for a really bad asthma attack and once for a really bad colitis flare-up). I've been praying all day that I will be able to come home and rest in my comfy house.
Thank you all for your support and prayers leading up to my surgery. My hubby is going to be texting Sew with updates so she will have the 411. I don't know what state I will be in if I do make it home tomorrow night, but I will try to get Mr. JB to update all of you if I'm lucid.
I'm no longer scared or anxious about my surgery. I've spent a lot of time praying and I know that this is where I'm supposed to be. Regardless of what the doctor finds tomorrow I will be okay with the outcome.
My surgery tomorrow marks our biggest step forward, and that's what I've been looking for all this time.