31 days...

Thirty-one days to the big day...my surgery. I'm not nervous yet, but the implications are starting to occur to me more and more often. I won't be able to raise my arms, carry in the groceries, hug my Sunfish. I won't be able to sleep lying down for a few days. But the payoff will be great...no more neck and shoulder pain. Plus, I get 3 weeks off work to recover.

I will also be using the surgery as a kickoff to a change in lifestyle...better nutrition, more exercise... "Fit before I'm Forty" is my new slogan.

But still...at times all I can say is "eek."