In fact, currently, I am a bundle of nerves. The closer it gets to this surgery that will put me down for weeks the more bundled my nerves get. In fact, I had a moment yesterday when I decided that I just was not going to do it. I didn't have an alternative but knew that I didn't want to have this surgery. And then my sane mind took over and asked me, "If you don't do this then what will you do?" I had no answer. So I decided to do the surgery.
I feel sure that between now and next Thursday I will waffle many times. But finally I will do what I should do and remove the tumor.
I am such a whimp.
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