Here lately, as my surgery day draws near, I find my thoughts often scary. I worry about things like making it through surgery, outcomes afterwards (as far as my co-morbidities), death, the example I set for my children....the list goes on. Many of these things, I think, is a natural fear. Then there are the other things that I worry about that I call "stupid worries". I worry that I'll miss having birthday cake icing, chugging bottles of cold water, using straws, Diet Dr Pepper withdrawals, and a mountain of other things that I lay and worry about late at night. I continuously have to remind myself that these things are trivial and aren't important in life. It feels like my surgery date will NEVER get here. Don't get me wrong, I am really excited about my surgery, and I know that to be successful I have to completely change my way of thinking. Maybe that's what I worry about most of all. I just keep telling myself that change is good.
Quote of the day: "Worry is like a rocking chair....it passes the time, but doesn't get you anywhere."
Song of the day: "One Week" by Bare Naked Ladies
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