Praying.

I'm a little overly sentimental tonight as I'm riding a mild wave of anxiousness over a little surgery I have to have tomorrow. It's silly but I haven't had surgery since I had my tonsils removed at age 5. Perhaps a lot of my anxiousness surrounds the fact that the need for this is completely ridiculous. I am risking this overshare because I want to maybe save others from going through this. See, I got an IUD after Gus. I also had one after Rivers and it worked so great I was happy to get it again. This time it was different from the second I got it. It caused me a lot of pain and cramping. I went for my one month check up and informed my doctor of what I had been experiencing. She decided to do an ultrasound to make sure it was in the correct position. It was not. In fact the ultrasound did not show it at all so I had to have a cat scan to find it and find it they did...in my pelvis. So now I have to have surgery tomorrow to remove it. It's not that big of a deal but it is frustrating. I found myself tonight looking at pictures of my little family and praying to God that I will make it through without any complications. These sweet faces and my faith will get me through this.