The waiting is almost over, it seems a long time since it was mentioned and in two days time the operation will be over. I have just carried on with my usual routine, no sense in doing one of those "bucket list" gestures. I am somewhat of a fatalist so figure it will work out well and if it doesn't then I will have to learn to cope. Since all the tests and xrays started I have heard some very inspiring stories so know I am walking in giant's footsteps.
Friends have offered help but as we all know that has to be put into action to be useful. A lot of them are also responsible for a partner, a child or parents do I don't expect a lot of them. My daughter and daughter-in-law are both willing to do whatever is required so that is good. My daughter is taking me to Sydney, she will also make sure everything is ready for me to come home to, I can just leave everything in her hands.
I am scared, of the operation, the convalescence, and the fact that I can't drive for four weeks so the lack of independence. I do try to be independent and not ask for favours but sometimes that is what is needed. Sadly for me. But I hope to overcome the obstacles and meet the challenges and come through this. I keep reminding myself I have been through operations before, the only difference is that they were a long time ago and I had family around me. The difference is that now I do not.
I am older, not old, but older. Slower to move, slower to heal. This is no big deal but it is on my mind. I have a few days in hospital so hopefully by the time I get home I will be ready to face all the things I will have to do. I know a lot of you have faced the same problem so you know what I am talking about. It is just another learning experience. Wish I felt I have all the strength I need to get through this.
Only two days to go.