Today’s the big day. I think God made it cool and breezy in Charlotte on purpose. I would have brought my shawl and worn handmade wool socks even if it were 99 in the shade, but I’m glad it’s not.
I remember when I opened the package and found a perfect, beautiful, handknit shawl in it… and I was AMAZED that somebody would knit all those zillions of stitches for me… especially since I knew that every single stitch was really a prayer.
Today I’ll be wrapped in prayer in many ways. My shawl, my socks, my friends, my family, Mass for our intentions at 7 this morning, and people I’ve never even met who have taken the time and effort to care for us.
I am to arrive at the hospital at 9. They will inject radioactive tracers at 10. The mastectomy part starts around noon, the hysterectomy part at maybe 2:30, depending on what the mastectomy surgeon has to do with lymph nodes and all.
Dixon will be with me at the hospital until I”m out of recovery, then Connie, his office nurse, will take over to be with me through the night. I’ll have my laptop, so maybe I can post tomorrow, otherwise Sam can hack in to let you all know I’m fine.
Gotta go get my ducks in a row. Love, Elizabeth