Well today it is three in the morning. I am wide awake and afraid to death of surgery this morning. My stomach feels nervous and I am so thirsty it is not even funny. I pray i get to come home today it just depends on how things go. If they can take everything out with out opening me up then the odds are good that I will be home. I am worried for my son ever since he was a little guy, he relates for some reason that when you go into the hospital you wont be back. Unfortunately it is still how he relates it. So we shall see how the day goes.