I have a biopsy in the morning. I want to be brave and serene, but I’m not.
It’s a normal medical procedure. They’ve explained it to me. I think the facility and the healthcare professionals involved are trustworthy. I am confident that if I were to die, I would be with God.
My family are supporting me, too. I have no reason not to be brave and serene. Instead I am being a wimp.
I’ve been feeling weak and frail all day.
I did get my new glasses, though. I’m still getting used to them, but I think I’ll like hte new prescription and they are smart frames. One step closer to ubiquitous computing.
As for bravery, I plan to pretend to be brave and serene in the morning. Healthcare is all about being like a doll and letting the experts do what they do. I won’t have to do anything but live through it.