I just realized that I haven't let you guys (Jenny and Nithya... you know who I'm talkin' about) know that my surgery is tomorrow. I'll try to call you both beforehand. If I fail, know that I was thinking about you both.
You know, it's kind of funny because for about a year now, I've had absolutely no idea what to expect. Here I am, hours before the surgery and I finally know what's going on. Not through my doctor's brilliance and communication, but from accounts of random people on the internet.
For anyone who's interested in what's happenining, click on what I've found here (http://www.hipandpelvis.com/patient_education/periace/page1.html
) and here (http://basketcat.livejournal.com/?skip=80
So it sounds like I'm going to have no clue to what's going on for the next 2ish days. It also sounds like I'm getting an epidural and a pain pump [push the button, win the prize ;) ].
Grr... I just realized that not being able to drive is equivalent to not being able to hold down piano pedals. This makes me sad.
With that, I leave you. Wish me luck!!