2 week countdown

I know I said in my previous post that I was making a conscious effort to NOT think about hip related stuff - because it was starting to terrify me. It still is. I have just been able to keep myself pretty busy until recently.

The trip to CO has begun. My pre-surgery fun, as I like to say. We (the whole family - the Mr. & both kiddos) flew in last week and kept ourselves pretty darn busy. There was a trip to the Children's Museum, several parks (including a sprinkler park), Bass Pro Shops, swimming and riding scooters to help pass the days. We even drove down to New Mexico and spent Memorial Day Weekend in Albuquerque with both sets of my grandparents.  We had a lot of fun and I was so glad to get to do that. Not to mention I get to spend lots of time trying to convince my sweet little nephew that he does, in fact, love me.

Well the Mr. left yesterday. Last night and today have been very lazy, you could say - relaxing, but I have been a big bundle of nerves. Without him being here to keep us busy and somewhat motivated. Now that he is gone - I have very little desire to do anything and that leads to thinking. I don't want to think.

To add to that... a nurse from my insurance company called to let me know that my surgery was pre-approved and deemed medically necessary. Phew, a big load off right?? I mean I don't have to worry about footing the bill for a surgery that could run anywhere from 60-100k right? That SHOULD make me happy right? The last piece of this puzzle fitting nicely - now all I have to do is show up in two weeks...

However, this phone call... it only increased my anxiety. I am not completely sure why. There are a couple obvious reasons... 1. It was a big fat blinking, flashing, neon reminder of what is happening in two weeks - forcing me to pull out the pre/post op paperwork and ask all the questions that were raised when I first received it.  2. There was always the small chance that insurance would deny this procedure and I wouldn't be able to go through with it... now I don't have that "out." So maybe this is why I am suddenly so freaked out that I can't even enjoy all the food that I crave when I come to Colorado. I guess the silver lining in that is that I MAY not gain an obscene amount of weight while I am here and not working out.

soooo... anyway.... 2 weeks from today, or yesterday I guess. I will be a woman with a surgically broken hip.