Waiting

I have one hour before I head to the neurosurgeons to see about "options" and I am literally sitting here shaking. I have never been more nervous in my entire life - not in the days before the bar exam when I was convinced there was NO way I could pass (which I did, for the record) or during the 9th month of pregnancy when Ethan seemed to gain, like, three pounds a day, and I started to REALLY wonder if he was ever going to be able to get out of there (which he did, for the record). Right now it is 1,000,000 times worse.

57 minutes now......tick tock.