Well, my surgery was a no go. I woke up around 7 something, got dressed and was ready to go. As soon as we got there I was so nervous that 10mg of Valium (which would have worked on anyone else) did even affect me till 2 hours later when I had gotten something to eat. I mean, I just cried uncontrolably after he gave me the pill and left the room. Mom kept telling me to lay back and calm down that it would be all right but ovbiously she doesn't understand how scared I am of needles. So I go back to the doctor in 2 weeks, I think, to talk to a guy that will knock me out completely with gas. Then on the 3rd I actually get it done. I feel likes such a whimp cause I couldn't get it done. Well other than that nothing much really. Everyone's going to be wondering why I'm there Monday, but that's okay. Later