OK I'm a pretty strong woman but this is getting to the point of ridiculous. I've been on a real emotional roller coaster. My neurosurgery date has been changed once again for the 4th time!!! First it was the 4th of March, then changed to the 24th, then back to the 4th of March and then just yesterday changed to Wednesday, February 26th. So today I follow the proper steps, go to the lab for the blood bank and I'm now am sporting the red wristband that is not to be removed until I'm discharged from the hospital. Check and check. I call the hospital to get what time I'm to be at the hospital, 8AM they say, eat nothing after midnight, check and check....and then.....ten minutes later...I get a call from the neurosurgeon's office saying there is a major emergency and they are transporting someone by air ambulance so MY DATE IS NOW POSTPONED TO MARCH 4TH! I truly have compassion for the emergency patient, there but for the grace of God go I but...Seriously?!? I'm trying to be strong but I have to admit I started crying in Target. There, all better, now I'm going to eat a couple of chocolates. Take that hospital people!!!