Surgery Tomorrow

Though still anemic, my numbers are up and I am set for implant surgery tomorrow. I have to be at the hospital at 8:15am. Surgery will start around 9:30 or 9:45. So that gives me a good hour and a half to think about all the things that could go wrong. The surgery itself takes about an hour and a half. Doc says most of that time is spent playing with my right boob to see which implant looks best. I'll be under again and he'll prop me up like a rag doll so he can step back and make sure everything is straight, even, symmetrical. At some point, I really need to learn when to stop asking questions.  There is, after all, a point where a girl can know too much. 

Hanging with my girls again today at Camp Mommy. 

Willa: Look, Mommy. She looks just like you."

Me: Pretty much. Oh and look, we both only have eight eyelashes.