And, here we are.

Today was big.

It was my last day on diabetes medication. At 2:30 this afternoon, I left my endocrinologist’s office with no plan, medicinal or otherwise, for managing diabetes going forward.

No plan because after tomorrow, the expectation is, I’ll no longer be a diabetic. We’ll check back in three months, just to be sure. But based on how my blood sugars have acted during the liquid diet, it looks promising.

And so...

Nothing by mouth after midnight.

A nail appointment at 10 a.m. (Oh, shut up.)

Report to the hospital at 11 a.m.

From there is anyone’s guess. The surgery was scheduled for 3 p.m., but when the nurse called today to move up my report time by 2 hours, she hoped that I could “be flexible.” I told her I could, as long as “be flexible” means “surgery will be done earlier than 3 p.m.”

She laughed, but wouldn’t commit.

I’m nervous. And excited. And so goddamn ready.

Thank you, every one of you, for being so awesome through these horrible two weeks. Knowing you were there made a bit easier being here.

Special love to you, Spirit Guide. Keep the good juju coming, will ya?

Aight, Village. Let’s do this.

See you on the other side.

xoxo.