In an earlier post I mentioned hearing about a lady at church being diagnosed with breast cancer. Tomorrow is her surgery. She will be having a mastectomy. As I wonder how she must be feeling today, I think back on how I felt the night before my mastectomy years ago.
The few days leading up to my surgery date were busy with preparation. Then came that quiet time, the night before, when all is done except going to bed.. I can even remember putting on my bed-clothes and feeling like I was living through my last day. I wanted someone to hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay. It was a lonely and scary feeling for me.
Now, to all my friends who have undergone this type of surgery, how did you feel “the night before”? Confident? Peaceful? Scared? Maybe it’s something you can’t remember or maybe something you will never forget. I would like to hear your stories too….