I am an expert at misdirected anxiety

It is 4:49 AM and I am having trouble sleeping. 

Bean is having surgery today. I know. I didn't mention this.  However, I was not lying awake worrying about the upcoming procedure (which I am told is relatively simple and very common, blah, blah, blah)... Nope, I am lying here thinking that I should have given him more than eight ounces at 4 AM...

Because how the hell am I going to deal with a nine-month old who can't eat anything except water and apple juice until at least the time that he goes under... 10:30 AM.  Six hours.

He is going to be pissed. 

Well, lets face it.  All in all, today is just going to be a pissy day for the little man.

Fingers crossed that he suddenly takes a liking to apple juice.  I will worry about that other thing later.

Comments

[Chasity]

Oh poor guy. That is really going to suck for him. We are praying for you guys. Hope all turns out well.

[Wood]

Hope everything is okay and that you're all recovering.