Pre-Op

We showed up to the hospital this morning and Lynn wasn't in his room.  My first thought was that he had hatched and escape and broken free...my second thought was that he was hiding. Neither one was correct.
After a mad dash marathon style with the surgical nurse I was allowed into pre-op before they started his lines.
An hour later I was taken back for a visit and to wish him well.  Seeing him hooked up to machines and tubes was scary and sad....but I know this is the road we must travel.  He is scared and nervous but wants to get it over and done with so we can move on with our life.
He worries about me.  He worries about the kids.  I told him he needed to either start smiling or crack a joke because if I didn't start laughing I was about to be a puddle of tears.  So I joked about my off shore account and how nice a new king sized bed would be and and told a joke about Elvis Parsley, yes parsley that Kira told me.
He is in the most capable hands...and I've told them all those hands better not contain Staph. :)
The anesthesia has begun for his long nap and I will get updates serveral times.