Surgery for the "toe cancer", actually known as a Melanoma on the webbing of my left foot ring toe, is scheduled for tomorrow. Originally it was set for me to arrive at the hospital at 5:30am. Eek to the time, but at least the no-eating thing wouldn't be an issue.
Now, surgery is set for 3pm with me to arrive at 11am, and no eating or drinking or chewing gum or having a mint after midnight--except for a 'sip' to take two giant RX oblong pills for my colitis. I hope the nerves will take care of the "h-angry".