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| Pretty much how I'm feeling right now. |
It's officially one month until June 25th, the day my head and neck gets sliced open and a piece of my hip bone is screwed into my top two vertebrae.
Sorry, I felt like being gory. But hey, it's accurate.
But I'll be honest here... I'm actually really nervous. I know that it's not strange to be nervous about a major operation, but I normally try to play it off and pretend that I'm not. Really, it's for my own benefit as much as it is for the people who I'm talking to who I don't want to freak out/make sad/annoy, etc. If I separate myself from those feelings enough, I can usually function. But when I start to think about it and reality starts hitting me, I have to wimp out and push it out of my mind.
