Tomorrow is surgery day. My eyes fill up with tears every so often, but a tear hasn't fallen. I don't think it's the surgery itself that bothers me so much but the thought of him waking up in pain and looking at me and not understanding why. I guess I don't really have much more to say. The next blog will be post surgery, sitting in a room at the hospital, hearing the beeps of the monitors and my little guy lying in the crib next to me.