Tomorrow . . . .

is the big day. SuperLawyer is going to take me to the hospital and wait until the surgery is over. I'll prep him on the phone calls and emails to send once it's over. Then he'll pick me up on Thursday and spend the night on Thursday. I'm assuming that I'll be able to stay home and take care of myself by the weekend.

Not really looking forward to it, but I do want it over. I'm ready to get on with my life.