Today I made the decision to move forward with an operation that I need. It's a small operation but I think the fact that I have a choice to go through with it is making it feel surreal. On the morning I am going to wake up and be driven to hospital, knowing what is going to take place. It almost feels wrong.
I made the phone call today to confirm that I want to go through with it (although my mind is fighting itself at the moment) I just know that in the long run it is going to make a difference. Now I have the flutters. I know I can manipulate myself into reducing the anxiety and go into it in a confident way, as I did with my recent fear of flying, just right now that feels quite far away and I'm already thinking about the anxiety I will feel nearer the time. It's going to be a good few weeks of mental commitment. And I'm sure it will hinder my sleep tonight to.
Power of the mind and all that On the day of my next consultation I also have a dentist appointment! Double whammy! I don't make life easy for myself do I. Lol.