Tomorrow is surgery day

Well, I've been talking to T about my upcoming surgery tomorrow.  He's completely unphased and I'm distraught.  No more wrestling, no more laying in bed being silly (well, not for a little while at least).

I told him tonight he could write his name on my hand so he would be in surgery with me.  What kid doesn't want to write on their mom with a permanent marker?

Then, Holt (or my mom) get to write NO on the other arm and an "X" on the correct arm.  Sheesh!  Are they afraid they may come in drunk!?  LOL

I'm just wondering... how, oh how will I get my pants up?  LOL

Not going to be scared, sad or even worry... it's all in God's hands!!!