The Nightmare Before Surgery…?

Well, here I am and it is the evening before surgery. I cannot lie: I am afraid. Last night, I literally had a meltdown. Yes, the strong, stubborn, fiery ninja had a pure unadulterated meltdown. I am not ashamed to admit it. I burst into hysterics, lay on my closet floor, covered myself with several blankets and wept bitterly saying over and over “I’m not strong enough! I cannot do this!”



Seriously. I did that. For an hour.

I have been on nothing but liquids all day in preparation for the surgery. This I consider to be not so bad… much better than a colonoscopy prep because I don’t have to drink all that garbage to clean things out! Thank the Lord!



Today I was also able to meet with my WOCN nurse. She was very helpful and gave me a lot of information. Answered a few of my questions. She also marked up my belly for my stoma… I can’t really say that my fears have been erased… but right now I’m ok.

My family came in this evening. I am thankful. I not only have my family, but so many friends and even strangers who are wishing me well and praying for me. It amazes me. There are many people I’d like to thank for being so sweet and supportive… but I could never name them all. I do want to give a shout-out to the #GetYourBellyOut team. 
 
Today, I’d also like to point out that my story has been published in Companion Magazine. If you’d like to read it, click here.
I’m not sure when I’ll be able to update you guys after surgery… but as soon as I can, I promise I will. I hope all of you are doing well. Know that you are always in my prayers. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me.