Today it was mentioned to me that I might pack a bag for the hospital.
Huh. That's right -- I'll need things while I'm there, won't I?
The recognition that I had completely failed to realize this is a little scary to me. What was I planning to do, sleep in a paper gown?
So far, the list is as such:
Bright neon orange "Operation" pajama pants. These have several functions. Firstly, if I get lost, my general orangey-ness will help people find me. Secondly, it cracks me up to wear "Operation" pants at the hospital. Yes, I am that pathetic.
Hopefully I will think of other things before Friday morning.