The night before surgery

I'm sitting here on the eve of my surgery. I'm freaking out. I can feel my heart rate accelerating. I try to take deep breaths to relax and stay calm. How did I get here? Am I really doing this? Am I really having my stomach removed in less than 12 hours? What will the rest of my life be like? There's no turning back.

It all started so simply. See how the journey started here.

It's late. I'm tired. I should try to get some sleep. 4:30am will come quickly. That's when the alarm is going off. We have to report to the OR at MD Anderson at 5:15am. Surgery will begin around 7:30. Next time I write, I'll be stomachless.