Tomorrow morning, bright and early, I’m having the first surgery of my entire life. I don’t know what to expect, but will soon find out.

Am I nervous? Yes.

I have to go to bed in about an hour since I’m waking up at 4-something to get to the hospital by 5:30. It’s an outpatient procedure, and they’re doing laparoscopic surgery. This will keep me from running for a bit. (My shin splints finally went away last week since I got new shoes, but I guess it will have to wait). I don’t know how long I won’t be able to run, and the doctor will have to let me know based on what he sees during the procedure tomorrow.

I have a “mass” being removed from my “cul de sac” according to the paperwork. Risks include damage to nerves, bowel, bladder, womb, and adjacent organs. Also, death. I am going to try to remain hopeful that everything goes well. Of course there are risks every time you have a surgical procedure done, so all I can do is hope for the best and be thankful it’s not worse. (Initially one doctor was telling me she wouldn’t rule out cancer, but the doctor performing the procedure tomorrow ruled it out, so let’s hope it stays that way).

I didn’t tell a whole lot of people who know me that I’m doing this… so I guess this is my way of putting it out there… though I don’t think many people who know me actually read this! ;p But there it is. And hopefully I’ll be posting afterwards that things went OK. I really, really hope so.

Thanks to Sifu, Rich, Kris and Bo for being super supportive this past week/weekend. And to my mom and sister for everything over the years!

Aloha!