1 Day and Counting: My Journey to Prevent Ovarian Cancer

Preparing for surgery these last few days has been like getting ready to go into labor.
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Preparing for surgery these last few days has been
like getting ready to go into labor. I've been
nesting. My house is tidy and the fridge is full.
I've also gotten a haircut, my nails done, and even
indulged in a massage. The cleaning was going to
continue this morning until I twisted my ankle and
fell flat on my face walking my kids to the bus stop.

Now I lay here in my bedroom - my leg elevated and
covered in ice. My left ankle is the size of a tennis
ball and when I walk it hurts. A LOT. To make
matters worse, I can't even hobble to the kitchen to
dull the pain with a bowl of Frosted Flakes. I'm not
allowed to eat today. Clear liquids only; I have
surgery tomorrow.

I am going to make it through today. The Tylenol I
just took will kick in soon. I can't have a broken
ankle. Not now! I have an appointment with a
surgeon tomorrow and the operation may just save my
life.

Tomorrow morning I will wake-up, cuddle with my kids,
and then take off with my husband, Mark, for the
hospital. The surgery is scheduled for 9:30am and
I've been asked to check-in at 7:30am. Mark will
update my Blog tomorrow and he'll let you know how I'm
doing. Then, as soon as I'm able, I'll start writing
again and tell you how I'm feeling.

Tomorrow can't come soon enough. I'm ready for
surgery. Even if I have to limp to get there.

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