Well, it's the morning of my surgery. Patrick took Erin to school, and Pearce is in MS with his G, and I am home by myself enjoying some quiet time.
Right now, I'm not nervous or anxious. I'm drained...literally. This is the smallest I've been in a while. But I got a good nights rest by going to sleep with some relaxation music playing in my Ipod. I'm as ready and prepared as I can be. I have confidence in my doctor, and I know who holds my future.
I am thankful that even when I feel like I don't have any choice in a matter, I know Christ is in control and that He never leaves me. There's always something to be thankful for.