So, I'm sitting here enjoying a little post-midnight face stuffing...less than 24 hrs left for me to eat real food. The surgery date closing in and I feel the slightest bit of anxiety kicking in...it all stems from a little extra internet research I did the other day. Now don't get me wrong- I still have my happy-go-lucky attitude towards it and am quite sure everything will turn out fantastic, HOWEVER...during said research, I stumbled upon a single word that left me feeling a bit uneasy...."irreversible." There it is. No turning around, no ability to fix a mistake...what's done, will be done...forever. It's so final. I like to guide my own destiny and for once this feels like something completely out of my control. Once I fall asleep and the surgeon begins his work, it's "irreversible." :::shudders:::
So, that is where I stand. I will be enjoying a lovely "last meal" with friends tonight and then it's goodbye solid food for a while. Yes, food, you will be missed.
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