Tuesday, July 29, 2008
(Gratuitous shot of Ellie bringing me "Bunny" to say that everything will be just fine.)
I spent my entire morning bouncing from doctor's office to hospital — it is finally pre-op time. I wrote here about my very icky sinus condition, and I've finally taken the plunge to get the surgery.
I've been putting it off because of the cost of it. Well, I tell myself that, but secretly I've been putting it off because I'm scared to death of having these procedures done. And after the umpteenth signature they had me pen that basically signed my life away (including one that actually was a do-you-want-to-be-an-organ-donor application) I started having heart palpitations and almost bailed.
But my surgeon tells me that there is an 80% chance that after all of this I won't have migraines or sinus headaches. And there's a 90% chance that I won't have recurring sinus infections. And I'm a big fan of math, and that math sounds really good to me. I'm banking on it 100%. Yes, it's time to be positive. (Anyone know of anyone else who's had this done?)
Most importantly, in the big scheme of things, this is really very teeny tiny. Truly, a minor blip on the radar. And I can't wait to get on to focusing on those bigger things and getting back to the person I used to be.
Bouncing back. That'll be my motto.