So basically, I'm freaking out. Surgery day after tomorrow. Went to work and tried not to think about it. Ended up thinking about it anyway. Really don't want to do it, know I have to, still don't want to do it.
My sister flies in tomorrow and we are going to try to have a "I'm-not-thinking-about-surgery" afternoon. My big plan is eating something large and chocolate-y. However, if today is any indication, I won't want anything to eat at all. For me, lack of appetite is an indicator of huge stress. Virtually nothing stops me from eating. I can count on one hand the times I've not wanted to eat, and all of them are really bad.
For those of you who haven't been keeping up with my hair updates (yeah, riveting, I know) here is a photo update. It really is growing in! It actually looks somewhat like I planned it. Eyebrows help, I guess.
To all my friends at Cornucopia yoga--enjoy your down dogs for the next couple of weeks, I will miss you!

I think a freak out is the most rational response possible in your situation. Wish I could do something useful. I'll be holding you in the light on Wednesday.
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