Exhausted and wish I could lie in bed and read and sleep until tomorrow. I would if I didn't have stuff to do. Anxiety is out of control...I think it has to do with facing surgery. Which is strange, because I've had surgery 4 times in my life and I wasn't terribly nervous.
I finally see my T and my pdoc tomorrow. Not that either one ever has any magical solutions, but at least I can talk with them.