remember to breathe

In T-minus two hours, I will be sitting in my New Patient appointment (THE APPOINTMENT) at a specialists' practice in Atlanta. I'm going to go ahead and assume there will be loads of exciting things awaiting me, including but not limited to: ultrasounds, paper gowns, stirrups, and deep, probing questions about things I'd rather not discuss with strangers (or anyone). Yippee.

I'm wearing the navy-and-white spotted dress (pictured in the far-right picture on my blog header) because lots of good things have happened when I've worn that dress. And it's Friday the 13th. I need any help I can get. I'm not superstitious...I'm just a little bit stitious. That's a movie quote, but I can't remember from what. Leaning towards 10 Things I Hate About You, but not positive...anyone know?

Here's what I would consider "really good things" that could happen today at the appointment.

1) We find the place and are not late.
2) They schedule the surgery. I'm not sure if this is insanely optimistic or what, but I'd like to think we could have one appointment and then the next step be surgery. No idea if that's realistic or not.
3) If #2 happens, then my next hope is that the surgery is in the NEAR FUTURE, such as just when we get back from vacation. I'm pretty sure that is WAY optimistic, but a girl can dream.
4) They do not suggest hormone therapy, birth control pills, etc. as an alternate (initial) way of controlling the endo. Surgery or bust!
5) They do not pressure me to pursue IVF (suggestions/recommendations are fine) and respect my opinion as an educated adult. 
6) We find somewhere great to eat lunch.

Since we have pretty solid control over TWO of the above things, it seems like there is at least a 33% chance of the day going Really Well.

I was going to say "I'm not feeling nervous, really"...but then I noticed that my leg is shaking at about 1000 mph, leading me to believe I might actually be nervous. 

The title of this post is the title of a Dashboard Confessional song that has absolutely nothing to do with doctors and surgeries, but is still solid advice nonetheless. I was obsessed with Dashboard in high school/college and have no shame in admitting that. In fact, I plan on a pretty sweet Dashboard playlist for our trip to ATL this morning. Dashboard songs are angsty and a teeny bit hopeful...just like me.

Time to go. If you have tons of supportive, inspirational, and/or hilarious thoughts to uplift me with, you know what to do. :)