The surgery was moved up two days, so tomorrow is my new surgery date. I’m happy to get this thing out of me sooner and that I should know more about whether there is any malignancy by the afternoon.
I’ve been spending the past week simultaneously preparing for the worst and enjoying the present. This the first evening I haven’t had a party to attend since Christmas Eve.
My Advanced Directive is complete and I’ll hand it off at the hospital tomorrow. I’ve opened a short term disability claim through my employer and the state.
I didn’t complete my will or full estate plan, but I have the big things in place (beneficiaries for 401(k) and retirement accounts), and will finish up this last step when I’m out of hospital. I’m sure I’ll come out of the surgery just fine and am hopeful that will be the end of it all.