A day in the life at the Gleason Zoo

Surgery is scheduled for tomorrow...and to be honest, I have been feeling terrified for the last few days now. I've had this procedure done before, but I think this time there seems to be more at stake. Now I know that as part of the preparation, it is the doctors responsibility to explain all the risks involved with having the procedure done. I think my doctor was just TOO GOOD at that explanation, and I have been scared to death since. So many things can go wrong, as well as so many things that COULD be wrong. The thing that bothers me the most is that I wont know what has happened until I wake up. I could have a shiny new pacemaker when I awaken, I could have a huge scar because open heart surgery was needed, I may not wake up at all. Its beyond scary, and has now started to keep me awake at night. I'm trying not the forsee the worst, but I'm having a very difficult time. I've been praying, and hoping for the best, and I hope my family and friends all do the sa

Well, 2009 has finally arrived, and with it, brought some feelings of hope. It was nice to have a day off of work, and I spent most of that day being lazy, reading a book, or watching movies with my husband. The night before bothered me, as by the time I arrived home from work my husband was already drunk, and we still had plans to go out for the evening. I generally don't mind, except that when he is as wasted as he was, he tends to act stupid and do things that can be pretty embarrassing. Even though he drank more than his share, he still had a wonderful dinner cooked up which included crab legs and baked potatoes. He even had most of the dishes done by the time I arrived home! We did, however, go about our plans, and met up with friends of ours to hang out and play cards. Thankfully, the hubby slowed down, and managed to participate in the evening, with little to no stupid comments. We really did have a great time, and I'm glad that we went. The next day, we both slept until