24 hours

In about 24 hours, I will be just getting out of surgery.

I am FREAKING OUT.

Poor Brodie, unfortunately, is getting the brunt of my freak out. I'm not normally TOO patient, but right now, my patience is cut in half. I'm not being mean, I'm just not as interested (feigned or not) in what he has to say or show me. I feel like an awful mom, but right now I absolutely do not care about Gambit or Deadpool. I'm so sorry, buddy, that your mom has to go through this. But hopefully, you won't remember too much of it. I know you have a memory like a steel trap, but I'm really hoping that after this short time of having a not happy mom, you will have memories of the whole rest of your life with a very happy (and healthy) one.