This morning I could not get out of bed. The alarm rang at 5:45, I sat up, turned it off, and went back to bed for another hour. I didn't sleep much. I mainly had panic attacks about the surgery Monday, whether or not to do the laundry today, whether or not my body would cooperate to do the laundry, and I finally decided to get up around 6:45. The cats are fed, I've had a bagel and some coffeem and I think I really do need to attempt the laundry.
