Anxious. Last night I had three dreams, all concerning my surgical procedure tomorrow. The first was that I got up and ate my breakfast as normal, the second was that I slept in and missed the appointment time, the third was I got lost walking round the hospital and I couldn't find the ward. So tonight, I've set my alarm, found the map of the hospital and I must just hope that I don't feed myself at the same time as feeding the dog. I'll put a note on the dog's food bin saying nil by mouth to remind me.