Shuttle launch today! Boob removal tomorrow!

I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind.
Some come from ahead and some come from behind.
But I've bought a big bat.  I'm all ready you see.
Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
~Dr. Seuss

Tomorrow is the big day -- amputation of the boobs.  I'm hoping today isn't too chaotic.  Tuesday was a very hectic day with lots of phone calls -- makin' 'em and takin' 'em -- and other things.  First I had to go online and watch a 30-minute video about breast cancer and what to expect with the mastectomy, etc.  Then the hospital wanted money up front because they said my deductible hadn't been met; tried to pay with credit card; credit card denied; called credit card company; discovered they had $500/day limit on card -- raised hell and told 'em that wouldn't even buy an ace bandage in this day and age; they raised the limit for one day so I could pay hospital; called insurance company to dispute lab charges being out of network when I had no control over what the hell lab they used; they said to write letter of appeal; called pre-admin and asked if I really had to get my wedding ring and engagement ring off (I'm a little heavier than I was 27 years ago.....and the rings would NOT move) -- they said to try to get them off because if I have any swelling, they might get even tighter.

Okay, I wrote the above paragraph early this morning but didn't have time to finish it -- swamped with transcription.  Thankfully I just finished that (started typing at 3:00 a.m.), and now I can spend the rest of the day trying to get my "ducks in a row."  Hopefully there will be time to walk down to the pier (1/2 a mile or less) and watch the shuttle launch at 1650 today.  There should be time for that, and it's a spectacular day for a launch -- sunny and 78 degrees! 

Aaah....the rings....I had to go to the fire department yesterday and get them cut off my fingers!  : (    So, I was standing there in the fire station with the young dude using his special ring-cutting tool, and all of a sudden I thought I was going to pass out or throw up.  Not sure what that was all about -- emotional trauma from having my wedding ring and engagement ring destroyed??  I just politely asked the dude if I could sit down, and then I was fine.  Kenny was there to witness this event, too.  He thinks we can take the rings to a jeweler and have them soldered back together or whatever they do.  It's not like they're worth thousands of dollars or anything -- I think they were each less than $100 -- but it's the sentimental value! 

Well, I really have a bunch of things I need to be doing, so I guess I'd better post this entry and get crackin'.  Thank you all ever so much for all your love and support!  I know I've said that before, but it really means the world to me!  I love you all so much! 

P.S.  I have on a pink breast cancer shirt today -- it says "Fight Like A Girl" (with a picture of boxing gloves) on the front -- it was kindly passed down to me from a breast cancer survivor I met a couple of weeks ago.  When I'm done wearing it, and when (not if) I am happily in those ranks of breast cancer survivors, I will pass it on to somebody else.