I shower carefully, 'do' my hair, remove the five earrings from my ears. I do not put on make up. I do not get my morning coffee. I do not get breakfast. I wonder if Elaine will be working at one day surgery again. She's very nice. The one thing that I know is that I will sleep this morning, and I am glad for that. I am so tired. I don't need the pain killers. (This high threshold of pain is coming in handy, friends.) I need sleep. I'm not afraid, but goodness, there are so many thoughts that need to be thunk whenever I lie down. They come crowding into my mind, all pushing to go to the front. Today, I've decided that I will ask for something to help me sleep. I really believe if I could sleep at night, it would bring the rest of the situation into perspective. So I'm going to tell them what I need, and I won't worry about looking like a big baby.