A Toby Keith Moment

Ok, it's 2:33 PM on June 1. Where is my surgeon and why haven't I heard a word? Why do I think that tomorrow I'll hear from the hospital between 4-7 PM telling me what time to arrive at the hospital on June 3 and I never will hear from the doctor? At this point I'm just hoping he'll be at the appointed place at the appointed time for the appointed surgery. Call me selfish, but right now I really am feeling that it's all about me, it's all about I....nothing like a good Toby Keith song to hit right at the heart of the matter!