The night before...

Everyone is asleep, but me. I have to be up at 5:20am but nerves are getting the better of me and I can't fall asleep. I even took some melatonin, but that isn't working either. I guess I'll be getting some forced sleep tomorrow, but anyone who has had general anesthesia knows that it's not exactly like taking a nap.

I had planned on having a really good "last meal" this evening (past experience with anesthesia and pain meds leads me to believe I won't have an appetite and will be nauseated for a few days) but it took 2 hours to get to the airport and 2.5 hours to get back with a quick stop at Cracker Barrel with mom for dinner, all because of the stupid snow. So, I had a chicken salad sandwich, which was good but not quite the Outback I was really hoping for. My mobility is going to be so limited that I won't be going out to eat for quite a while and I wanted to have something really yummy. I'm now hungry and have to get all of my food in before 12:00--I'm a gremlin tonight and can't have anything past midnight. Nothing sounds good though, except for Outback :( So maybe I'm not hungry and just knowing that after midnight I am not allowed to eat is tricking my brain into feeling hunger. Who knows?

I'm kind of rambling now I suppose, so I should go raid the kitchen and then try to get some sleep. D-day is almost here.