Surgery tomorrow.
Since I can't eat after midnight, I decided to have a "last meal". Olive Garden! I won't need to eat for a week. Or at least Paul can have my leftovers tomorrow.
I've gotten lots of texts, calls, and well wishes. For some reason, this makes it seem more serious. Like, it's really a big deal to be having surgery tomorrow. Better say "I love you" because you might not make it out of anesthesia? Yipes.
I have to be at the hospital at 10:45am, and the surgery is scheduled for 11:45am. Surgery is two hours, so I'll be out by 2pm. And then....recovery!
I'll be in the hospital for three to four days (hopefully three).
Tonight:
Pack my hospital bag
Gather books and such for entertainment
Enema (yup, I said it)
Relax and enjoy both my last night without a cane, but also my last night with my bum hip.
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