Bob had his pre-operative appointments this morning. Afterwards we had lunch at the Recovery Room, in the Hilton Hotel across the street from the hospital. It was all deja vu. I am trying to manage my anxiety. I have a nearly constant low-level feeling of anxiousness for the past few days, and it is getting worse as Thursday is approaching. Missing my classes isn't helping. I tend to lapse into self-consciousness anyway, when I don't have work to focus on. I'm trying to keep it in check so that Bob doesn't get burdened with it. He has enough on his mind. He has a good attitude and is trying to be optimistic but it's hard to not be apprehensive. I know he is inside.