Well, besides the chest pains, the hacking cough, the running nose and the hot and cold shifts, my mind seems to be fixated on one thing these days. My daughters upcoming surgery. I know what the doctors tell me, it is an outpatient procedure, and she has more of a change getting hurt on the drive up to Boston for it than she does in the surgery. Well it doesn’t help ease my mind. I’ve wanted to escape these past few days, I’ve been a miserable bastard when I haven’t been able to, and every time I see her shining face I think that in a week it will all be different. Is she going to hate us for doing this? Will she be happy in the long run? I hope so. I just know that it is tearing apart my insides and I don’t know how to deal with it at all. I hope everything goes smoothly, and it all goes by as fast as possible. I hope and prey that she still loves me when it is over.
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