T Minus 1 Week

I was going to write a post. Then I realized that this IM exchange pretty much sums it up.

C: How long before your surgery?
me: Exactly 1 week.
C: Oooooh.
me: Eek.
To the hour, actually.
C: Whoa!
You could start counting down the hours!
(evil!)
me: Um...no! Thinking about it too much as it is. (Along the lines of, well, I'm actually doing pretty well--maybe I don't need surgery....)
C: Heh.
It's nice you don't have to go in to work today.
How has your leg been?
me: Actually, I'm not at work because of what I'm guessing is food poisoning.
C: Oh no!
me: So not so fun--yesterday was a hell of a lot of stomach pain. Today isn't so bad, but my stomach's been entirely empty since about 10 pm last night.
I'm eating now, nervously.
Leg's been pretty good. Like I said to the doctor, it's finally feeling normal--and now's when they do the surgery.
I've been working constantly for the past month--wish I had some time off, but am saving money for the post-surgery weeks I won't be able to work.
C: Right.
That's good forethought- you've got projects planned for while you're laid up.
me: Boy do I ever.

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Everybody's so quiet today!