Roller coaster rides make me want to throw up

Ok, insurance approved the surgery after the peer to peer review.  I was SO SURE they were going to deny it again I was trying to figure out how I was going to get around. My husband and father in law went out and got me a cane that matches our new bass. Turns out those are crazy hard to use.  Em gave me a walking with a cane tutorial including demonstration but I am just a horrid student and unable to follow basic directions.  I am a hazard to myself and others so I pretty much just stay put.  I have stolen the cat's chair, the recliner and I am sort of living there.  The cat looks disgusted but he has taken my side of the bed seeing as I sleep in this chair too.  Wow, that sounds pathetic when it's on paper. 

In a woe is me moment, I was reminded I did get to put on shoes and leave the house just yesterday.  The horses were out running and bucking, normal horse play stuff when the guys went out to feed them.  Frankie had blood running out of his nose and had managed to rub a huge bloody streak on my husband's shirt.  As he is grey, everywhere on his body he had touched also had a big red smear.  He looked like a nightmare.  Anyway, I got to ride the 500 feet in the convertible and wear shoes too, so I could look at him.  Turned out he had a little nick in his nostril that just bled like no tomorrow.  I got to sit in the car and yell direction...so that was my outing.  First time I've been outside since my last doctors appointment.  

Surgery is scheduled for Thursday, 10AM.  I had geared up and mentally prepared for surgery, then got ungeared and mentally prepared to not have surgery because of the insurance, and now I am gearing up again for surgery.  I'm really nervous but this is considered the "easy" fusion because there isn't much motion there anyway but they are going to cut off a chunk of spine bone.  No way you can get lipstick on that pig, it's flat out terrifying. At least I'll get a chance to get out of the chair...the cat will be happy. 

I'm really glad that Em an T are willing to stay here with us, they both give us support and help with our menagerie so someone will be able to stay with me at the hospital.  I hate that I can't stand up long enough to cook for them.  Or cook unburnt food for them might be more accurate.  So far they haven't snuck out in the middle of the night and hightailed it back home.  Little do they know we have all the doors barred, just in case....