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Well its now 17 days before my surgery and I'm so excited and frankly I'm starting to freak out. I know these feelings are normal and I shouldn't be concerned but I keep thinking about what I won't be able to eat for the rest of my life and its scary to me.

For the first 40 years of my life I put anything and everything in my mouth and often twice as much as I should have. I ate fast food for all 3 meals in the day and finished off with a junk food binge that was truly disgusting now that I think about it. And exercise, forget about it, its work for eight hours and then flop on the couch for the next eight. Now, there were times during the last 40 years that I tried to lose weight, tried exercising, tried changing my habits and yo-yoed so often I think I got whiplash but I have never been successful. And what do I have to show for it.....120 extra pounds of weight, sore joints, low energy levels, short life span expetiency and facing future heath concerns such as diabetes, high blood pressure, heart attacks and strokes.

Now, for the last 40 years of my life I going to have a different internal digestive track that won't let me eat the way I was. I going to have to watch what I eat with the diligence of a surgeon. I'm going to have to get moving on a regular bases. I'm going to have to take a vitamin supplement everyday. Now, I'm going to be successful in the battle of the bulge, Now I'm not going to yo-yo diet! And what will I have to show for it....120 extra lbs gone ( God willing), energy of a 20 year old, no more sore joints and a healthier heart, lungs and a longer life expetiency. And a real plus...I'm going to look and feel fantastic! 

OK, now I don't feel so bad, I typed out my feelings on this blog and I just have to re-read this every day for the next 2 weeks as a reminder to myself why I'm doing this. I know I will miss the fast food and the diet cokes but I will let myself grieve like I lost a close friend. I will go through the stages of grief ; denial, anger and sadness but I will survive! 

Oh, and on the weight loss front ....I stayed the same...so still 17 1/2 lbs down. I have also heard from the hospital and have my blood work scheduled for this Saturday. So I feel much better knowing they know who I am. I had this worry that I was going to arrive at the hospital and they wouldn't know why I was there. Crazy I know, but what can I say....I'm a worry wart! 

That's it for this weeks blog.
Ciao