Is my big day. The day that will change my life and my body forever.
July 22nd is the day that I get my back fixed. Dr Striegel (who's quite a hottie, btw) said he's going to make an incision slightly to the left of my belly button, starting at my navel and running down to my pubic bone (on me, that's about 6 or 7 inches; I have a long torso). He's making it vertically so he won't have to cut through the muscles...he'll just move them out of the way.
July 22nd. A little over three weeks away. Three weeks...enough time to get my house and yard squared away. Enough time to move everything in the kitchen to shelves that are waist level or higher. Enough time to clean under all the beds and in the corners of closets and cabinets. Enough time to give the floors a waxing that will last them a month or so.
Enough time to get D home. That's the REALLY important part.
I initiated a Red Cross message about an hour ago, and I notified D's supervisor and commander here. They've got someone all lined up, ready to go take D's place. All they need is the Red Cross notification, and they can start booking flights.
My husband is coming home, and I'm getting fixed. Wow....this is like all my dreams come true!