I'm so lucky.
I have the goofiest friends. Tonight Doug and I were sitting here and two of the scout moms (and fellow scavenger hunters) showed up at the door with non-alcoholic champagne, dark chocolate, and toys for me to play with.
We had a toast and told the uterus "you're fired!" and asked it to leave the building. We were howling with laughter at one point, and it was the perfect way to spend the evening. I wished 90 more of my friends (or more!) could be here tonight with me and we could laugh and joke and be ridiculous. We were super loud, and I hope we didn't piss anyone off on the floor. My nurse didn't tell us to keep it down... and she enjoyed some chocolate.
Tomorrow's cleaning lady may be confused when she hears the empty bottle banging around in the trash. I don't care. I have a smile on my face that won't quit.
Surgery is scheduled tomorrow at 12:30pm. I am ready for sleep. Last night's super long rough night hopefully won't be repeated. I know this time tomorrow I won't be as ebullient and happy as I am right now so I'm relishing this joy.