Yesterday I scheduled my surgery for Nov I, Today I already recieved the pre and post operative directives for the procerure. I have and still am doing fine mentally, but having scheduled the surgery and getting this packet hit me like a ton of bricks. This is real
. No more debate, no more trying to decide what to do. Up until now it's been ya ya I have cancer, I'll research it, I'll decide what to do, I have plenty of time etc, etc. Now it time to #%$^ or get off the pot, you really do
have cancer. So any fantasy that this may have just been a dream and may just go away when I wake up just went poof. I can deal with and and I shall, keep a stiff upper lip all.
I'ts nice to have a place I can ramble on. Thanks