I'm a bundle of nerves. I can't keep my mind on anything longer than about 3 seconds. It's the "not knowing" that is killing me. I keep reading searching the internet for information on what I'm going to be going through and I find conflicting reports everywhere.
I don't know what I will and will not be able to do. I don't know what I can and can't eat. The only thing that I can find that is consistent is that I'll gain weight - oh great - just the kind of news I was waiting to hear.
I had another meltdown last night (which is why I didn't write anything). Poor Scott - he got the worst of it. He even went grocery shopping just to get away from me. I'm a little better tonight, but still scared to death.
I just wish I could sleep through these next 19 days.
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