I. Am. Bummed.
Disappointed would be too strong. But I'm not exactly happy. None of my family is available to drive me to surgery on Friday. Gentleman Caller could, but would prolly kill us while driving due to lack of sleep.
So I'm sitting in my office tearing up a little. Which is kind of silly, I realize. But I've not had surgery before and don't know what to expect when I wake up. I feel like I'm begging a ride from a friend, even tho several people offered. Sincerely too.
With family, you don't have to guard what you say or worry about what they think. It's your family.
Who doesn't want their family with them when they're down and out?