Under the knife..

Well, looks like today's the day for that hernia operation. I can't believe that it's already here, and yet, it feels like it's taken forever to get here. I'm ready for it to be over, frankly. I've tried not to think too much about what's happening today, aside from the vague description of "surgery", because the whole thing scares me silly. I know it's not a major operation, simply because it's outpatient (C is going to ride with me to the hospital, and he will drive home when it's done).

One of the worst things has GOT to be the whole "cannot eat or drink after midnight" thing. Nothing makes me want to do something quite like being told I can't. That, and I love drinking anyway. I mean, I try to always have something cold to sip from nearby. I'm bad about grabbing a coffee, and also getting a coke for "after".

Well, I have to be there at 11am today, and the procedure supposedly starts at 1pm. Wish me luck, or something. :)

*wanna go back to sleep for a while instead kthxbye*