Only two days left

And the wait is on...only two days left before the big "O". No, I'm not talking about the season finale of Oprah, I'm talking about the big operation. I'm calm, yet worried, relaxed, yet anxious, organized, yet dishevelled. It's been interesting to realize how close the big "O" really is. I remember about five minutes ago when it was mid-February and I was thinking how long it would be until the surgery, and how much time I had. Now, all the sudden, it's all up in my business and smacking me in the face. I guess that's how these things happen. I'm most anxious for the healing part. There really isn't much to think about in the way of the actual surgery since I will be completely out for that part. I'll close my eyes in the operating room and a minute later open them up in the recovery room. Ah, the marvels of modern medicine! My thoughts have been plagued with simple, yet important, questions such as can I listen to music during the surgery so I am not panicked in case I wake up? Or, will they tape the surgery so I can watch it later just to see how it's done? (I know most of you are putting on your "ew! Gross!" faces, but I truly do want to see how the operation is done. It's not every day they take a piece out of you that you don't see. I want to see it!). And the most important one, will I have my own room for staying overnight? These are the important questions, people!! I already know about the other stuff, now I want the answers to the good stuff.

On another note, I have been having computer troubles recently. The fan has been spouting out these horribly annoying sounds that seem to increase with each moment spent on the computer. James and I have had a wonderful time opening and closing the lid, taking parts out, calling my dad for help, and generally trying to jimmy-rig the darn thing so it doesn't drive me MAD! We've got the fan to stop making noises, but today the sound stopped working. I pulled a sound card out of my old computer and placed it in the new computer. We thought that would work, but the computer wouldn't recognize the blasted thing because I didn't have the installation CD that came with the sound card. I bought the thing a few years ago and wasn't even sure I still had the CD. So I had to dig through a box of all my old CD cases (everything has been ripped to my computer - now you know the kind of drama I am having!! This is huge!) and emerged successful with the installation CD firmly gripped in my hand. I put that bad boy in and the sound card was successfully installed. I restarted my computer, for good measure, and held my breath as I waited for the infamous logon music Microsoft has so graciously added to their start-up process. However, after realizing I couldn't hold my breath that long, I exhaled but did not find any relief. The sound is no more. I don't know what else to do. I think this is the day the music has died in my house. This can only be bad. Maybe it's a premonition of things to come...maybe I won't be able to sing when I get back from the big "O" and my computer is just trying to prepare me for the inevitable breakdown I will have once my mind fully understands what happened!!

Wow, I need to get some sleep. I'm getting too wrapped up in this. Hopefully a good nights rest for both me and my computer will set things right again in the morning......I hope!!