Ive taken off 2 extra workdays before I go in. It's been a good idea. I have time to pack, do my exercises and psychologically prepare. Really l-o-v-e sleeping in.
I have books to read, the use of Rosie's Kindle, a tablet, some sewing. I have some new nightshirts, some sheepskin shoes and the dressing gown Rosie gave me for Mothers Day. I have a sheepskin for my backside that apparently makes being in bed for so long more tolerable.
Ive had to keep free of cuts and broken skin and free of colds and illness, lest the operation be postponed.
My sister Jo and daughter Rosie are my support birdies but my sister it turns out, has shingles, poor birdie, and so we can have no contact. We are relieved its shingles as she had a melanoma cut out last August and we were fearful of the cancer manifesting itself again. Was thinking we both might be in the same hospital at the same time, unable to see each other.
Im really comforted by Rosie coming to stay tonight and coming in to the hospital at 6am tomorrow morning. Settling me in. I fast from midnight - no coffee tomorrow morning even tho Missy's next door makes a Tobys Estate.
I guess Ill be entering another universe, anaesthetics taking me to other dimensions, while my body is sliced open and the carpentary begins.
God give me courage!
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