Tomorrow I'm going in for surgery and will be in the hospital for 2 nights. And I'm starting to freak out about it.
Wednesday will be 2 yrs since DH's accident and he almost didn't make it. Since than I've been so worried about dying. Sometimes I think obsessed about it. It runs through my mind probably more than it should.
I keep telling DH I'm afraid I'm not going to wake up from the anesthesia He keeps reassuring me everything will be fine, but I'm still sick to my stomach with worry.
6/8/07 UPDATE Well ladies...the surgery went well and I was released this morning. 1 day later than expected. My blood levels were very low and they needed to give me 2 pints of blood. Feeling much better today.