The last few weeks have been indescribable..

A blurr of events I can hardly remember,

yet slower than watching paint dry.

Can those two Coexist?

 It is now three weeks until my surgery. I know without a doubt that it is the absolute right decision, but I feel so anxious.
 On one hand I am so excited to get this process started as soon as I can. And on the other, I am terrified as each day passes that I am one day closer, and not strong enough to endure it.  Days are chaos getting things in order at the salon, and fitting in my clients before my absence, Yet nights drag on and on because all I can think about is this fear of the unknown ahead of me. It makes it so hard to sleep. I think Tim is getting quite used to my frequent breakdowns, poor guy. He is constantly reminding me just to breathe. But I'm trying my best to hold it all together. I was not anticipating the emotions involved here. I am at a crossroad. A life changing, terrifying, exciting, amazing overwhelming crossroad.  Does anyone have suggestions for Calming my Crazy self? Luny Bin possibly?