Getting there

I guess I'm a little weird. I don't freak all at once. It takes me a moment to recognize what I'm feeling. I am still nervous, but I'm not as afraid. I mean things happen, but I believe that everything humanly possible has been done...well almost, I could be lighter, but other than that, its in God's hands and even with that its still in His hands. So its like that old joke "why worry, you are either healthy or ill...." I have moved to preparing for life after the surgery. Meanwhile I've got friends who I think maybe could use talking down off the roof. I am so thankful for my mom, she came through in a clinch and allowed me to chill while folks get on the same page with me.