It's when you're told you can't eat after midnight and you don't have surgery until almost noon the next day. /sad face
Well, we're set for the cancer surgery on Thursday, all will be well, I'm sure. Mostly at this point, I'm just looking forward to having it be over. I saw my sleep doctor and got a good report there, at least, so I'm grateful for that and am especially grateful that the cancer didn't spread to my kidney. What I don't know is what treatment regimen she'll want me to undergo afterward. There are three initial responses: chemo wash post-op (unpleasant); series of 6-8 chemo sessions (worse); or immunotherapy (worst).
These are the hardest days for me to accept that It Is What It Is and keep my faith in the Lord strong. Tomorrow we're having a private prayer service with our priest, something he generously offered N last week. We are eternally grateful for our Orthodox faith and for all of the graces in our life, particularly our church and our priest. He visited me when I was in the hospital for a week in December, bringing me more comfort than you can imagine. After three days in ICU, just talking to someone was a joy.
So I Let Go and Let God. Not all of my friends are religious or spiritual, I realize, so you can skip these posts if you wish. :)
I n the meantime, I'll go back to waiting.