Jordan Zakarin

Well, Here She Is

After seven weeks of waiting, 5000+ words blogged and two days in the hospital, my surgery finally goes down tomorrow.

How do I feel about it? I’d be lying (and psychotic) if I said I was excited, and just as dishonest if I pretended that I wasn’t dreading the next three weeks. I’m going to wake up tomorrow around 1 pm in unbelievable pain, choking at the tube down my throat, wires plugged into me at all sorts of odd angles and uncomfortable positions.

And while I’ll be heavily drugged, it won’t fully mask the pain, and the process of rehabbing is going challenge my body like a 12-round slugfest. Having gone through this before is an advantage in that I know what to expect, but knowing what to expect is what’s got me a little bit freaked out. Okay, a lotta bit.

I’ve got a ton of great texts and emails, everyone reassuring me that I’ll be okay. I met the surgeon again tonight, and I’ve got complete faith that I’ll survive, it’s the after that’s gonna suck. But I made it through once, and god damn if I’m not gonna be Ash Ketchum on Halloween.

I’ll try to update in the morning, but if not, I’m gonna have my brother post a pre-written note once I come out of surgery. Hopefully, it’s got a positive message.

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