Later on this morning I have the plastic surgery that will fix my nose. Despite the many jokes that I am seeking a Michael Jackson-like appearance, I just want to return to normal. I would also like to reach an eventual goal of not having a bandage on my nose all the dang time.
In the meantime, I'm up early so that I can get in some extra worry time. I can't eat or drink and that means I am without my customary cup of coffee So in addition to fretting about the IV (I dislike that process immensely, especially the medical tape to hold down the line…..yes, I'm weird) I have some time to regret the fact that there is no coffee in my life this morning. Oh, the headache I shall have.