I've been up since 3 a.m. Pacific Time, and I'm so tired. Flew out to Seattle at 7 a.m., caught a bus to Tacoma, walked to the hotel, ate an early lunch, took a taxi to the hospital for my CT, walked over to Dr. Mayo's office, and then had my lab work and pre-admit appointment. Took a cab back to the hotel and now here I am, about to shower with the special anti-bacterial soap, but there's no hot water.
My sister missed my appointments after being delayed in Michigan for almost four hours. But I was so relieved when I finally saw her, and I'm so, so grateful that she's here.
Up at 4:30 tomorrow for my 5:30 check-in and then Dr. Mayo will work his magic at 8.
I'm exhausted and nervous.
The good news is that I was really impressed with Dr. Mayo today. He was friendly, knowledgeable and explained things thoroughly. I even got him to smile (mission accomplished!) when I said something to him about not sneezing during surgery. I do not need a femoral osteotomy (whew!) and the surgery should be over in about four hours.
Lots of details I would like to include, but for now, I need to get some sleep and try to focus my brain elsewhere.
My sister, Jamie, will be posting some updates while I'm conked out.
My final thoughts, besides feeling that I can't believe this is actually happening, can be summed up as the way Oscar felt in "Armageddon" when he was about to go into space and blow up an asteroid.
"I'm great. I got that excited/scared feeling. Like 98 percent excited, 2 percent scared. Or maybe it's more. It could be ... it could be 98% scared, 2% excited, but that's what makes it so intense: it's so ... confused. I can't really figure it out."