Hi all,
Up until about a week ago, I was feeling really calm and focusing on all the things I needed to finish up before surgery. Tuesday I got a fat envelope from the hospital, outlining the gory details of recovery ("Expect to be in varying amounts of pain for 3 to 6 months" and "How to change your dressing"). I think that was the tipping point. I'm internally freaking out (and externally fighting with the people I need LEAST to be fighting with). I don't think I'm nervous about the surgery as much as the following 6 months; I'm worried about relying on people, I'm worrying about those people not coming through when I need them, I'm worried about not being able to meet my own commitments.
I'm also frustrated that I'm spending the next 2 weeks doing work, rather than spending time with the people I love (spare a dinner the weekend before). I wish I was able to be going on fun dates with my boyfriend, traveling, and spending time with my family and friends, but instead I'm spending my time writing literature reviews, my thesis proposal, and an evaluation plan.
I'm sorry to vent, but any words of wisdom on how to survive the next two weeks would be greatly appreciated. At this rate, if the last 3 days are indicative, I'm going to make myself crazy....
Up until about a week ago, I was feeling really calm and focusing on all the things I needed to finish up before surgery. Tuesday I got a fat envelope from the hospital, outlining the gory details of recovery ("Expect to be in varying amounts of pain for 3 to 6 months" and "How to change your dressing"). I think that was the tipping point. I'm internally freaking out (and externally fighting with the people I need LEAST to be fighting with). I don't think I'm nervous about the surgery as much as the following 6 months; I'm worried about relying on people, I'm worrying about those people not coming through when I need them, I'm worried about not being able to meet my own commitments.
I'm also frustrated that I'm spending the next 2 weeks doing work, rather than spending time with the people I love (spare a dinner the weekend before). I wish I was able to be going on fun dates with my boyfriend, traveling, and spending time with my family and friends, but instead I'm spending my time writing literature reviews, my thesis proposal, and an evaluation plan.
I'm sorry to vent, but any words of wisdom on how to survive the next two weeks would be greatly appreciated. At this rate, if the last 3 days are indicative, I'm going to make myself crazy....
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