Waiting, waiting, waiting … it seems like Thursday, August 29th would never get here. The days go by and I begin “nesting”, trying to get ready for this day when everything changes. My adult children come home – the house gets cleaned, repairs are made – at work I begin to document my projects to turn them over to others. Its a strange feeling: anticipation, to get things moving … and fear, to get things moving.
No tears … until the day my tall, high climb-in-it bed was dismantled to make it easier to get into after surgery. I begin to realize that my life is changing, that this year will not be what I had planned, that many things have to be put on hold and many more changes will need to be made.
These last few days have been a worldwind of activity, updating personal records, organizing accounts … just in case … and trying to avoid thinking about what the future holds, the treatments I will have to experience. One of my bestest friends takes me to lunch, prays with me, and makes me laugh – a much needed distraction.
Wednesday, reality begins to set in; surgery will be tomorrow. Anxiety and stress take over.
Tonight distraction is in order – my daughter does my pedicure & puts pink ribbons on my toes while we watched Gabriel Iglesias on netflex … laughter really is the best medicine.
… see you on the other side … ❤