The recliner has been moved to the bedroom, the tray table sits next to it, a basket of magazines lay under the table, and another basket full of goodies sits next to that. My bag is packed with sleeveless, button up jammies for when I can wear them, snacks for when I can eat them and things to help pass the time when I'm not sleeping. The clock is ticking, the alarm set, just in case I do fall asleep. Will is still at work, trying to make up for the lost office time he will face over the next couple of days. We leave for the hospital in 3 hours and 30 minutes. Maybe I should be sleeping, but I rationalize that I will get plenty of ZZZ's in a few more hours during the 8 hour surgery, plus recovery time.
TIC-TOC TA-TA
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