One More Day

We’re almost there. In 24 hours, I’ll go to sleep knowing surgery is scheduled for the next day. Hopefully that will be the start of regaining my independence. 

I’m going in strong with the support of my family and friends. We’re 7 months into this thing and I continue to be amazed at those who reach out, offer help and generally lift my spirits. Thank you.

I hope this surgery will put me on the path to return the favor. I want to have people over and be able to make dinner. Or cookies. Or anything that doesn’t completely wipe me out. I need a nap after getting myself ready in the morning. Seriously.

One more day.