I have major doctor anxiety at this point. Too many worst case scenerios have played themselves out in my life or in my head. It took anti-anxiety meds to get me to the doorway or the plastic surgeon today.
He is kind; he understands. He is being gentle with me.
I can't "snap out of it." I can't seem to get it together. I'm taking the day off tomorrow - I'm going to walk the dog, garden, hang out and do nothing. I need ot get my head in order.
A week and a half 'til surgery, whether I'm ready or not. And I'm not.
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