Tomorrow is the day. We have had a good week. Nice Christmas, some social gatherings and meals with friends, long walks, much-needed rain, welcome calls and visits, good books and way too much food. Bill has to be at the Surgery Center at 6:30 am. He is delighted to be getting it over early. An hour later would have suited me just fine! I am encouraged though. Perhaps they feel it will be quick and uneventful, not likely to run overtime and mess up the day's surgery schedule. Perhaps I am grasping for straws! Bill is his usual pessimistic self. He appreciates everyone else's good thoughts to make up for it. He will probably be home tomorrow night. I will post again soon as I get a chance tomorrow.