Right now, I'm counting down the days until my surgery. Some people have wondered if I'm nervous about it. While I'm definitely stressed about getting all of the paper work done and having something go wrong in the meantime, I'm actually not worried about the surgery itself. I know it's going to hurt and I just learned this week that I'm going to wind up taking a month off work to recover. But, I know that my doctors are excellent and that once it's done, the aneurysm they're operating on will be permanently better.
With everything there is to get done before it happens, I've been telling myself (and other people) that the 7+ weeks from the date I found until until the date of the surgery are going to fly by. So far, that's only been partly true. I've been busy enough with work and getting things organized with the doctors that the last 10 days have gone quickly overall. But, there have definitely been some moments when I've said to myself, "How am I going to survive? 7 weeks is FOREVER!"
So, during a particularly dull moment at work earlier this week, I had an epiphany: I'll do what all anxious children do to mark the passage of time: make a paper chain!