I'm getting surgery on Wednesday...

And THIS is what I am worrying about:

1.) Did I get my son the correct pencils when we went school shopping this morning? It said regular, # 2 pencils, which I understood to be the skinny ones, but other people have to get their upcoming kindergartners the fat ones. Fat pencils, skinny pencils? Did I read the list right? What if I got the wrong ones? I can't stop thinking about this. School starts in 3 weeks.
2.) I forgot to cover a plate while reheating some pasta for Jon, and now the top of my microwave is all splattered and nasty. I am concerned about this, in case someone who is 4 feet tall comes into my home to judge my cleanliness. Because the only way I can even see the offending tomato sauce is if I bend way down and crane my neck up.
3.) Am I going to need to remove my nail polish when I go in for surgery? Because that is really going to irritate me, because I really love the shade I have on, and I don't own the shade. I put it on at someone's house, and it will be hard to bend over and polish my toenails after my surgery. Although, this might be justification for a pedicure next week? I can't go around with naked toenails, not in the summer time, especially not since my feet probably won't even FIT into real shoes right now. I have practically worn my Rainbow flip flops every day since March. Even though they are green and don't match most of what I wear.
4.) My bathtub is dirty. I really, really, want to clean it. I keep thinking that I should clean it before I get my surgery, because I won't want to clean it afterwards. But then doing anything like that aggravates my pain.
5.) My chin seems fatter than usual. I am wondering if my face is swelling from not feeling well, or if I am gaining weight? Which would not seem fair, since I have not been eating very much, and the scale says I have actually lost a little weight since last week. But if so, then why does my chin look fatter?
6.) I have a mole on my arm that I am really worried about. I think it might need to be removed. I am convinced that the 12 minutes total in my entire life that I have spent in a tanning bed has given me immediate skin cancer. I am really, really worried about this mole.
Not the cyst that is being taken out, along with my left ovary and left Fallopian tube, that will be biopsied. I am irrationally concerned that this mole is the real concern, and here I am worrying about my ovary, while this mole is being allowed to develop out of control! AAAHHH!
7.) I am reading a novel called Bed Rest and I am not sure I want to keep reading it. I am pretty sure the pregnant lady and her husband are going to split up. I want to tell the girl in the book, Stop! You aren't really mad at your husband! At some point in most pregnancies, you just stop liking your husband. It has nothing to do with your husband, it is simply that you don't like ANYBODY. Especially if you are on bed rest. Because everyone who has the freedom to come and go as they please just irritates the crap out of you! Especially your husband, even though he is just coming and going to work, not really as he pleases, because he is the only one you can pin any blame on for your situation! He is the only other one beside yourself that had any part in getting you in this situation in the first place. Therefore, he stinks. So I am worrying, because I think the book is going in a direction I don't like, but then I really want to know what happens with the baby... I just wanted a relaxing chick-lit book to read. I didn't expect it to get all serious and tense.
So I am having surgery on Wednesday, and these are the sort of things that are occupying my mind. I have never had surgery, never been put under, but I am really not concerned. I am worrying about getting my house cleaned, finishing my final for my class today or tomorrow, the nursery at church next week does not have enough volunteers, placing my AVON order on time, how busy August is going to be, MY BABY BOY IS GOING TO START KINDERGARTEN AND HE MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE THE RIGHT PENCILS!!!, and other miscellaneous items...