I have less then twenty four hours until I evict this baby.
I am freaking out.
I mean, I could die tomorrow! I am having a major surgery you know. Staph infections run rampant in hospitals and my husband has a killer case of athlete's foot that I am afraid to have near my gaping abdomen.....think I should make him wait out in the hall?
I had to go to the hospital this afternoon to sign all the same papers I signed at the "pre-registration" six weeks ago. They rid me of some blood, slapped some paper bracelets on me, and demanded payment. Everything is a go for 5:30 tomorrow morning. I think I might puke.
Breathe in.......breathe out
I really do need a drink.
But for now, this will have to do.