Besides the fact that only 1 in 250,000 die as a result of general anesthetic, here are a myriad of additional reasons why my last full day of life can't be today. [Surgery on my elbow is, of course, tomorrow.]
1. I spent entirely too much time on the middle school newsletter, preparing it so others won't have to spend any time later in the week getting it out.
2. I spent too much time editing a friend's personal statement for admission into law school.
3. I had to attend a yard supervisor meeting at school this morning and spend in excess of 30 minutes discussing the change to having kids play first and then eat lunch after.
4. I made Youngest cry as he was trying to sleep tonight because I answered honestly his question of whether astronauts had ever died in space.
5. I've yet to give Pete the passwords to the all-important bank account, email account and Blogger account.
On the other hand, if this were my last full day on earth, I:
1. Got a beautiful rose bush from Freecycle.
2. Spent time on Daughter's playground in the morning and at lunch.
3. Got to walk the mutton head with Youngest and do the recycling, making us $9.54 in the bargain.
4. Tutored in Eldest's study hall class.
5. Heard the excitement in Youngest's voice as he talked non-stop about the research book he is reading about the planets, including the origin of their names.
6. Saw the most gorgeous pink and red sky as night was approaching.
7. Kissed each of the kids goodnight and remind them that I love them and that they can always find me in their heads and in their hearts and, in Youngest's case, in the stars.
8. Lay down in the same bed as my husband and hear him fall to sleep.