Hospitals... I've been thinking of nothing else for the past week. Hospitals are covered in many layers of floors with busy nurses, humming janitors, crying babies, and focused doctors. I haven't been in a hospital since the day my grandma parted this world. She left us behind when the lung cancer took her up above to be with my grandpa. I've been watching YouTube videos of thyroid surgeries being performed. The videos aren't helping and have made me even more anxious for my procedure to be over with. Another torture that hospitals bless their patients with is the unknown, I'm expected to starve myself for years prior to my surgery okay more like hours, but still. Then I am expected to call the day before to find out my arrival time just to check into the hospital. The anxiety levels from hearing this and reading this make my nostrils flare. My tension migraines have returned in the temples of my head.Everyone has told me to slow down and take it easy. But that's just not possible f