The final countdown

This is it! Tomorrow, barring any unforeseen events, weather catastrophes, etc, I will be walking around with a spring in my Fallopian tubes!

So how do I feel tonight? Pretty good, actually. This probably has more to do with a good day at work and whatnot, but whatever. I'm a little nervous - well, more anxious really, just to get this whole ordeal over with.

To get to this point I have had:

Two consultations with the doctor who will perform the surgery, including signing two waivers that I understand that this is permanent, yada, yada yada.

One doctors appointment (that lasted approximately 2.5 minutes) where he swabbed my bajingo for "cultures" to ensure that I did not have chlamydia or gonorrhea (I've not been on any tractors, so I think that I am safe there).

One doctors appointment for a "blood test," which turned out to be a pregnancy test. Lasted 30 seconds.

And now, I can't eat or drink anything after midnight, and have to get up early in the morning to make my way down to the outpatient surgery center. Oh what fun.

I'm sure when I am typing my entry tomorrow, I'll be all bleary from the anathesia and crampy from being violated, but it's all worth it!

This is really turning out to be a borderline pornographic blog, what with the bajingo-talk and Harry Potter naked butt pic. Hmmm, I wonder if I could charge for access?