Today is the Day

We're leaving for the hospital in about an hour.

Enrique is in a remarkably good mood for someone who is about to be operated on and who hasn't eaten all morning.

We both slept well - unlike the last two times we had to go to the hospital.

I am just now beginning to get anxious.

Yesterday Enrique's parents cooked up a storm of mexican food.

It's all waiting in our refrigerator. Hopefully we'll be home from the hospital tomorrow, ready to eat it.

That said, we're trying not to have too many expectations. Both of the last two trips to the hospital were full of surprises.

I'm hoping the surprise this time is the lack of surprises. We'll see.

Wish him luck.