Anxiously Awaiting

We leave for the surgery center at 8:00 a.m, my arrival time is 8:30 a.m, and I'm usually back there within 15 minutes of checking in and getting banded. I went to bed early, about 9 or so, slept maybe an hour, got up and begged the man to play Wii with me. My anxiety was rising and I could no longer sleep. I tried back to sleep about 1:00 a.m. No luck. Too anxious, as well.

Just got out of the bath. I cut my hair prior to taking it. He told me a few weeks ago I could trim it, and I just now did. Maybe an inch off the length. I'd be in deep doo doo if I took off more. That's why if anything it's shy of a full inch rather than a bit over.

I suppose I'll be laying here drip drying inside my robe and fiddling with my nose ring until it's time to go. I'm not fiddling with any other rings because then I'd have to go clean up again. hahaha.

I just hope time goes by quickly rather than stalling.

Anxiously awaiting...