An open apology to anyone I have contact with in the next couple weeks

Having to wait for this surgery to happen is making me kind of a bitch. I have no patience for anyone. Everyone out there is an idiot. No one is making my life any easier. And I know none of this is real. Something is making me all spazzy and I am not quite sure what it is. Free floating anxiety? The awareness that I have kind of done all I can do is killing me. I need to research. I need to study. I need to make charts and graphs of weights and foods and anything, really. I can't stand just waiting.