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Just Do It!

I was in a meeting at work today and was completely inspired by something our guest said. We were talking about making changes and improvements in an organization (our organization to be specific) and he said, "Stop talking about it. Stop thinking about. Just do it." Outside of it's immediate context (although I thought it was very inspiring for us and our organization) I was actually thinking more about myself and my most recent blog about my anxiety and worrying. I told myself I'm going to adopt it as my new motto. It was one of the only notes I took during that meeting.

I think it's fitting that I've been worrying all day and evening about my surgery tomorrow. Hey, Rome wasn't built in a day! Getting put under isn't fun, surgery isn't fun, being in pain isn't fun, and I'm just ready to be done with my mouth trouble (as you know). The last time general anesthesia was used on me, I had stomach problems for over a week. I hope that doesn't happen again. I won't know until I wake up tomorrow morning whether I will be needing one surgery or two. Whether my healing time will be two months or six. There's just so much uncertainty. I think I'm more nervous about the money than I am about the surgery. No matter what it is specifically that I'm worried about, the reality is, I've been waiting and saving for this procedure for a long time now. I know it needs to be done so I need to stop talking about it. Stop thinking about it. And just do it!

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