Actually it’s hours by now. It’s been an hours since I’ve last been able to eat….and that’s practically all that I think about. My only salvation is breakfast in bed the following day. Everything is set for tomorrow, which turns out to be Memorial Day in the States, so I’m not quite sure if it’s the best date to get operated on. I’m still praying my doctor is getting plenty of rest at home despite the newborn. Other than that…it’s time to pack and get ready. Think I’ll take the metro to the hospital. Kind of fancy the idea. I still don’t hav Twitter, so I won’t be twitting, so it may be a day or twon before you get the latest.