I woke up this morning at 5:00 and my first thought was "This time, a year ago today, my alarm was going off so I could get up and get ready to go to the hospital." ... Luckily, I was able to fall back to sleep instead of just lie there obsessing.
I woke up again at 6:22 and my first thought was "This time, last year, Jo was here to pick me up to head in for surgery." And then I took a deep breath, rolled out of bed and got up and started to go about my day.
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This year, all I have to do on March 22nd is get up and go to work. Much less dramatic than knowing that I'll be going under the knife in a few hours. And yet, I am flooded of memories of this day last year. All week, I've been flooded with memories. Having the memory of an elephant is both a blessing and a curse. (Having the ankles of an elephant, on the other hand, is just a curse. So, I guess I'll take the memory.)
The good/best news about today is that I have plans tonight to go out with some friends for Jo's birthday celebration. I'm so glad that I have something super fun going on tonight. This concert is something that I've been looking forward to for a couple months now, and it's been a blessing to have had something on my mind other than what was happening in my world a year ago.
