Well, I am less than 2 hours away from operation. I’m definitely a bit nervous, but for the most part I feel good and am ready to go. I’m having a little trouble getting Brad out of bed, but I imagine that once I’m through with this it won’t be too hard to get him up and going. Sadly, I didn’t get a chance to eat last night (too much running around) and I saved it for the last minute. Low and behold my time had passed. Oh well, it won’t kill me. Anyway, wish me luck! Bring on the funbags!