Being Brave …
Being brave isn’t the absence of fear. Being brave is having that fear but finding a way through it.
Tomorrow’s the day. My surgeon bumped up my surgery to 8:50 AM tomorrow. Thankfully, it’s just hitting me this afternoon. I’ve kept myself so busy doing everything to get the family ready for the holidays. Taking breaks here and there to celebrate 2 other family birthdays, a little getaway last weekend, and lots of time with family. Our last criminal trial of the year has kept my thoughts occupied at work. But today is my last day in the office for 2022, so it’s hitting me now like a ton of bricks.
I have only a slight idea of what will happen once I arrive at the surgeon’s office. They’ll be giving me an IV, but only to relax me, I’ll be awake during the procedure. They’ll keep me on the edge of consciousness so that my eye will focus throughout the process. Apparently, I will only see a point of light and my eye will be completely numb. I shouldn’t feel anything. So they told me … and I pray they’re right. Afterall, I get the 2nd eye done in another 2 weeks.
Regardless, I’m laying low for a few weeks. Hopefully, I’ll be able to use my right contact in that eye for the next week. I’m really excited to watch Jack Ryan Season 3 during my time off. I think Emily in Paris also releases tomorrow! I’ll have plenty to listen to … and probably rewatch after falling asleep from time to time. Live in jammies until company arrives on Sunday for Christmas.
Thank you everyone for your well wishes and prayers. I’ve had incredible support - but put me in your thoughts tomorrow morning. Prayers that my surgeon’s hands are steady and true.
I’m certain my mom will be watching out for me and Dave will take care of me when I’m done. All day naps and cuddles with Little Miss Nell, my grandpuppy, is worth all this trouble.
Gabby out until I can see my computer screen again
… and Happy Birthday to me!