Okay, so, surgery day is looming. Like, it’s tomorrow. And honestly? My brain’s a scrambled mess of “what ifs” and to-do lists. I figured dumping it all out here might help, you know, get it out of my head.
First thing this morning, I double-checked all the pre-op instructions. No food after midnight, clear liquids only – got it. I even set like five alarms to make sure I didn’t accidentally sleep-eat. That would be a disaster.
Then came the packing. It’s just an overnight stay, but I packed like I’m going on vacation. Comfy pants? Check. Extra socks? Check. My favorite pillow? Absolutely. I even threw in a book I’ll probably never get around to reading, but hey, it’s the thought that counts, right?
Getting My Stuff Done
- Called my boss to confirm I’m off for a few days. He was super cool about it, thankfully.
- Paid all my bills ahead of time. Adulting, even when you’re about to be temporarily out of commission.
- Prepped some easy meals for when I get back. Think soup, mashed potatoes – anything that doesn’t require standing for too long.
- Clean up my room, because I want a clean room.
The weirdest part? I spent like an hour just staring at my knee. Like, really looking at it. It’s going to be all bandaged up and probably swollen tomorrow. It’s kind of surreal.
I also texted a few friends and family, just to let them know what’s up. Got some “good luck” messages and a few funny memes, which definitely helped lighten the mood. Everyone keeps telling me it’ll be fine, and I know they’re right, but… yeah, still nervous.
The rest of the day was a blur of last-minute errands and trying to distract myself. I watched some dumb TV, played with my dog, and basically just tried to keep busy. Easier said than done.
Now, it’s getting late. I should probably try to get some sleep, but I’m wide awake. My mind is racing. I guess that’s just part of it. Wish me luck, folks. Tomorrow’s the big day.
