For those of you reading who don't know, the radiologist who looked at my MRI agreed with the other doctors that I probably have a cyst. They scheduled my surgery for February 11th. I'm getting used to the fact...I've talked about it so much now. I had tearful days, but somehow I've managed to go on with life without thinking SO much about the risks and recovery. I know that I wouldn't be able to do this if friends weren't praying for me.
Yesterday everyone had a day off from school and work, so my family and I spent the day at Liberty packing up my stuff. I sure have a lot of it.
My online classes don't start until the 15th, after I have surgery, so for now I'm just hanging out at home. My sister has been sick the last couple of days, so at least she has been here with me. (My parents keep telling me to "STAY AWAY FROM HER" which I think is kind of funny. They don't want me sick when I have to have surgery.)
Today I took down the Christmas tree in my room, finally. I made fettuccine alfredo for lunch. I took charge and changed the lightbulb in my lamp. Tomorrow I'm going to clean.
I think this is going to be a slow three weeks.
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