Today is prep day. My mom & I ran 4 miles this morning, (a distance PR for yours truly), took G's car to get the oil changed, I'm getting a haircut, picking my dad up at the airport, and we've got lots of cleaning and picking up to do. I'm also packing all sorts of bags: my hospital bag, Will's clothes bag, Will's food bag, Will's toy bag...
It's very strange to be planning for 6 weeks of recovery when I feel completely normal right now. While I may be feeling fine after a week or two, I still won't be able to pick up a gallon of milk (let alone the Willister) for at least six weeks.
Our families, friends, and our church have been amazing about offering to help.
Will is staying with his Mumsie & Grumsie while I'm in the hospital (Thanks M&G!) Mumsie & Aunt Lauren will have him two times for at least a few days each, my friend Emily & Logan are coming for a few days, and Will is even taking a trip to California to hang out with his cousins, Kate & Gwen. How do you thank someone for playing "mom" for you?! (I have recently purchased some really cute notes to write 'thank-yous' on, but somehow, that doesn't seem to be enough...)
Tomorrow is surgery day. I have to be there at 5:30AM, surgery starts at 7:30AM and should last 2-3 hours. I'll be on an walking epidural for about 3 days, and will probably stay in the hospital for 4-5 days. I've asked Grant to post when I'm out of surgery, and then I'll be updating from the hospital as well.
Thank you so much for all your thoughts, prayers, and kind notes. Grant and I talked a lot last night about everything and we both feel at peace. The Lord knows what we're going through and will be with us through everything. And it will be okay. (As long as they'll let me eat lots of raspberry sorbet...)
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