Surgery day

Thanks to the kindness of a friend that drove five hours round trip to take me to the airport, after a snow storm, I made it to the airport and caught my flight. I'm leaving for the hospital soon and I'm terrified and excited. Something could still go wrong and the surgery could be canceled. If it does happen, then something could go wrong with the surgery. If the surgery does happen, I'm going to wake up in more pain than I've experienced and that terrifies me. Of course living in constant pain with the threat of paralysis also terrifies me. So, here I am awake several hours before I need to be, just worrying and hoping for a better quality of life.