So, tomorrow I go under the knife for sinus surgery... Tbe last time I went "under" I was in the 8th grade and they were removing a giant growth from under my tongue. Yeah, that's a great visual isn't it? I remember waking up thinking I was still dreaming. And finding out years later that what I was feeling was something I would feel if I were drunk & hungover at the same time. At the time I didn't know that considering I was 13 and never had a drink before. So that part does not seem so appealing to me. Not to mention how worried I am about being out of it and my baby boy not understand why I can't play with him for a couple of days. And I am so afraid he's going to smack me in the nose and I'll start bleeding profusely.
Other than those small fears, I'm not too worried. I also feel bad that my husband has to sit there for 4 hours waiting. That probably won't be too fun.