The Last Time

It’s the night before I have my surgery. I have to be at the hospital at 5:15am. I’m tired right now, but I was anxious earlier. It was a pretty normal day. I drove the carpool for Josh and his 2 friends. I did some laundry. I went to Winco.

This past week when I’ve done certain things, the thought has crossed my mind that this is the last time I will do these things before surgery-- The last time I will go to church before my surgery or this is the last Monday that I will take my walk before surgery or this is my last trip to the grocery store before my surgery.

But it is more than doing whatever it is for he last time before surgery. Its realizing that it is the last time I'm doing it with all my body parts. When I look down at myself tomorrow a part of me will be gone. That’s a hard thing to think about and accept.

I’m oddly calm at the moment. I think people must be praying. Everyone has been so kind. I’ve had texts and messages and emails and calls and cards and presents. Thanks you all. We need each other!