That's what is planned, but there are a lot of factors here, so who knows what will happen. The problem is that I am terrified of hospitals, anesthesia, IV's and most everything else. It's stupid, but it won't go away. I have talked it over with my dr, and then with my husband. There are 3 things that must happen: 1, husband is there when I am put under and when I awaken; 2. no IVs or tubes after recovery; 3. will go home that night. I don't care if I am having a heart attack, I will go home that day. I told my husband that I will call a cab and crawl out if necessary.

Having this in over a month is driving me mad.

I start to wonder if having surgery for pain is really an intelligent thing to do.

If you are thinking drugs - most I can't take, and the others I won't take. Normally I just tough it out, that 's why 5 out of 6 kids were born at home with no meds.

Anyway, now that you know how crazy I am....

mama