Pre-op

Today I head to Hamilton Hospital for pre-op tests, such as x-ray and ultrasound, to see if the nephrostomy tube has slipped, and I suppose to deal with fluid build up. I'm trying to attune my abdomen to my healing mind which is a relaxing pursuit, and I'm trying to keep fear at bay which feels like practicing denial more than anything else. My feet this past weekend were blown up like beaver tails, but they've shrunk now, and they're tingly. I still have about 2 inches of hair, which I adore, but soon it's back to the bandanas and my pirate ways. I went under the water at the cottage in homage to the Dr.s who internalized the nephrostomy tube so that I could do just that.