I leave in less than 24 hours for Florida. I'm really, really excited but at the same time I feel like I have a dozen butterflies rattling around inside my stomach. I have been having a really hard sleeping the last few days as well. I know it's totally normal to be nervous before surgery, but oh man... I was not expecting my brain to come up with some of the crazy "what ifs" that it has. I didnt know my brain was that much of a drama queen!
My friend who is meeting me down there asked me how I was doing. I think my response was appropriate:
☆*:.。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆
!?(・_・;?
☆*:.。. o(≧▽≦)o .。.:*☆
!?(・_・;?
。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。
!?(・_・;?
And now I have to squeeze at least several million things into today. But, every time it gets overwhelming, I just remind myself that it's the last day here that I will ever wear this stupid binder. When I come back, I can throw away my sports bras and binders.