Well on the 21st ill be having my second heart surgery for Wolff Parkinson white syndrome. Although I've had one before I feel as if its all overwhelming to me at this point in time. Were leaving tomorrow to Vegas for the week. I just would love to bring my plushie but can't because no one kows about my AB side. The cool thing is that ill be at the pidiatric hospital! (Little do they know I love that)
Back on track now (Dumb ADD) I just hate all this stuff. You get put under and wake up what seems like instantly. But you don't have any dreams or anything. Its just like your "no where" not on earth, in heaven, or anywhere else. For that split moment you are nothing. It just scares me to not be able to know what would happen if you were to die, or if something were to happen, what would happen? I've just been thinking a lot lately and thought I'd share my thoughts. Thanks for reading.