Surgery tomorrow

We are supposed to arrive at the hospital at 6:15, which means we'll be leaving home around 4:00 am. This will make for an awfully early start to the day, but it is probably good for Karl. He has an early mission-alert time on Wednesday, and this way we'll be home early enough for him to pack and relax a bit, and he'll be tired enough to get to bed early tomorrow night. I'm just praying that Garin isn't fearful when they take him into surgery tomorrow and that all goes routinely. I hope that he will not be in too much pain (and/or that the codeine will knock him out for awhile) and that we will be okay, just the two of us, starting Wednesday. There is just so much going on right now! (Update as of 4:35 pm: We just learned that Karl's mission has slipped a day, so he won't leave until Thursday! God is so good! Karl will not have to leave a sick baby the day after surgery, and it also solves several problems I was trying to figure out how to deal with. I have things I have to do on Wednesday, and now Karl will be home on crew rest, so Garin won't have to get out with me if he's feeling yucky!)

Karl finally got this week's assignments done for school today. (He's working toward his Master's degree in Emergency and Disaster Management.) He's starting to doubt the wisdom of taking two classes this semester because he is so busy with his AFSO21 office job and his Aircraft Commander upgrade. It's an awful lot, but I think it would be a lot easier if he spread the work out instead of waiting until the last minute. Of course, it took me many years to learn that lesson, so I have no room to talk.

I finally got to see the eye doctor today; I'm out of contacts and needed a new prescription. I am so blind! For those of you who understand it, my prescription is -7.00. They just dilated my eyes last fall, and now they want to do it again. Ugh. I hate that. But God bless the base optometry clinic! They make it so quick and simple compared to civilian doctors. Here in Delaware, they take your insurance money to do your exam and then make you pay anywhere from $50-$175, depending on the doc, to do a "contact lens fitting". For someone who's been wearing them for...oh, my goodness...24 years...that's a ridiculous waste of time and money. I know how to put them in my eyes! Here on base, I didn't have to pay anything, and I went home with a prescription for new lenses. I'm getting new glasses, too, as mine are an older, weaker prescription.

This must be really boring to read! I don't know a whole lot except that I am ready for tomorrow to be over, so the surgery will be done. I also, on the other hand, wish time would slow down, so Karl wouldn't leave so soon. Hope you all have a great day, and please keep Garin in your prayers!