I got my surgery date. It's at the end of July (not sure I should post the exact date online).
Anyway, it's set, the OR booked. I know what time to arrive at the hospital and what time I'll be on the table...I know who will be performing exactly what procedure.
I've had my bone scan today, the last of multiple tests. I need only to see a regular doctor for medical clearance -- really a formality.
The research is done. My decision made. Things are moving forward.
And here I sit, stunned like a deer in headlights as if I just found out today that I have breast cancer, as if I just found out I need a mastectomy.
There's a mark on the calender...it's real now.