More and More Concerned

Tomorrow is his first surgery. I am growing more concerned. He doesn’t want me there. He wants me to stay at home with my husband. I believe his main concern is driving in the snow. It’s going to be the worst storm so far this year.  Or perhaps he just thinks my nerves will be settled more at home.  I don’t know, but I will honor his wishes.

I find myself bursting into tears so I have the office door closed. That would just make everyone angry. I guess I need a distraction and it would be best to try and get my mind on something else.