Mar 31, 2008 10:45
Tomorrow anesthesia. I talk calmly to the MRA nurse and the anesthesia nurse. I think this will be number 13 for anesthesia. My lucky number. I try to push away the terror of seeing him go under. Waiting for him to return.
I think about if I should bring Hermione for practical reasons - I tend to stumble more when stressed and she gives me focus. And emotional - she is soft and sweet. C helps but he doesn't like being fussed over like Hermione does.
And the reasons not to -- she is large and the preop and recovery areas are small. I shy away from how well I know those spaces.
I walk around and around these questions. I would walk up and down the hospital halls sometimes but I'd feel less silly walking with a dog... I'm not pacing. I'm walking my dog. And with Hermione I am not afraid I'll take a tumble on the slick floors drawing unwanted attention to myself. But is a dog too much unwanted attention?
I have almost decided...but deciding means I have to think about something else.
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