I've been approved (thank you kindly, Mister Blue Cross) for two whole days in the hospital. That means that I have to pack two whole days' worth of pajammies and decent soap and so on, and make arrangements for the Zoats to go to PuppyCamp next door.
I've got my medical POA and living will and donation instructions all set up, just in case. I've paid the bills and got a list of things to do before Wednesday. I have enough cat food to feed an army. Everything is pretty much done, except the laundry that's in the dryer.
Think, think, think. Must think of things I might not be thinking of. Sheesh.