foolishgrrl_1
Sh!ts getting real!
Mar 10, 2013
I've been going through the normal emotions (or so I think), excited, scared, doubting.. but I keep reminding myself that this is the hardest step. Once I am on the other side of tomorrow, my life is going to change forever. I must admit, the prospect of that is very exciting!
Meanwhile, back to the present... I have had such a hard time with my pre-op diet. My doctor only requires 24 hour liquids only the day before. Well, since I've put on 15-20 pounds since I started this journey back in June, I wanted to lose some of that before surgery. I planned on trying a 2 week liquid diet- that didn't work out quite as I had planned. I had a few extravagant meals and BEER. All of a sudden, I wanted beer. Odd. But, I did manage to take it easy throughout the days and just had my dinner meal. Beginning of the week, I'm really sticking to this. Now, I felt like a failure until Casey pointed out to me, that I really didn't do too bad. I had my protein shakes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon at work, and then I would have a couple chicken tenders (not breaded) and some vegetables. However, I was sick with the flu and stayed home on Wed-Thurs of this past week and not a single protein shake touched my lips. I didn't gorge either... until Friday. We went to have Pho, a couple spring rolls, and followed it up with a movie. And popcorn. And butter. I didn't eat as much as I normally would have, took half my Pho home and ate maybe half a bag of popcorn in total. I felt so gross when I got home. I layed down and went to sleep. I did great all day yesterday and had Subway of all things for dinner. Don't get too proud, it had double meat. I added it into MFP and I still did alright, all things considering. Today, Sunday, the day before... I'm hydrating and just had some 0% Fage, I had about a cup of cottage cheese when I woke up too. I'll do some broth before bed and call it a night.
I really wanted to clean the house before I went in for surgery, but I just don't have the desire to do anything. What I really want to do is take a hot bath with my good friend Mr. Ativan and just relax. Casey agreed to clean the bathroom, the rest is superficial stuff that will take me 30 minutes tops. I need to just do it, I know I'll feel that much better if I do.
There is still a part of me that can't believe I'm actually doing it. AAAHHHH!!!!