Well, with six days to go I have reached a point of quiet acceptance of the whole ordeal. I think I will be fine and I might even enjoy the hospital food, which has got to be better than the unidentifiable airlines mash.
I doubt I'll have much more to say before the day. I've given up panicking about it. What's the point!
Hospital food: Yum. I am going to concentrate on the thought of food. Boiled or poached eggs for breakfast with cereal and juice. Nice brewed coffee. Baked fish. All that good stuff. I'll take my camera and get some pics of it.
Airline food: What the hell is it??
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