Goal achieved
The last few days have been an emotional rollercoaster. I have gone from the depths of terror to the heights of amazement. Knowing this was a major milestone in my life, I wanted to try and take it all in. I tried to absorb everything as it was happening but wanted to share it as well. Saturday morning, the alarm went off at 4:00 AM. I got up and a tidal wave of nausea hit me. I got a glass of water and met my brother in the kitchen. Bleary eyed, we looked for the toaster (mom had redone the kitchen since I was last home and nothing was where it was for 25 years!!) and made myself some toast with peanut butter on it. I ate a slice and tried to eat the other that I had made, but that wasn't going to happen. I went and got my clothes on (that of course had all been laid out the night before) and brushed my teeth. By that time, Sonya had gotten to the house to ride up with my parents and she asked how I was doing. I told her that I had hippos doing the tango in my stomach