23 hours and counting

In less than 24 hours I will be at the hospital, within the surreal experience of surgery. I am not really excited about that. I know I will lose large chunks of time and be fuzzy about even more, and that never is a comfortable feeling for me. I have been repeatedly warned that the recovery is difficult, and that isn't a good feeling. However, if it means I can go shopping and not have to stop every 20 minutes or so, that is well worth it.

School's out for summer!

Countdown continues, and the checklist is getting checked off. All the reports, plus one I didn't know about, have been turned in. Students have done well on the state standardized tests, so our school's score should be back to where it was several years ago! (Kudos to our administration!) The hospital has called to let me know I am first (ulp) on the surgery list, so I have to be there at 5:30 a.m. (double ulp, Ken and me)

Memorial Day weekend, and plans to do a few things I won't be able to do for a few weeks.