Tomorrow is November 1st and my last appointment for my diet.  I am a little scared as I have not been eating as I should and was sick twice this month which means any activity was pretty much nil.  I am also happy to get this part finished.  The paperwork needs to go out tomorrow to the insurance company.  I will then have my appointment with the surgeon.  I have a $1,000 bucks saved so far for my $1800 out of pocket expense.  I will have the rest by December 1st.  I hope all goes well.  I am putting out there positive energy and good thoughts.  Starting tomorrow, I will quit smoking, I will start to eat better, I will start walking and drinking lots of water.  I will prep myself for surgery and all the research will begin again.  I am going to have this surgery and work hard to achieve my dream.  I have not changed my avatar since the beginning of this journey and will not change it until I come home from the hospital. 

The family is doing good -- Jason, my DH, is working and going to school.  He will not be much help in the recovery piece but that's ok.  The g-parents have promised to help out with the kids and grocery shopping.  I am trying to get Christmas presents done each week with a little bit here and there.  We won't have the big crazy Christmas but compared to last year, it will be good.  Last year all the kids received from us were what was in their stocking.  I wanted to make sure that this year we had a proper Christmas -- nothing big -- although I found some humerous books and stuff while in California last week.  I'll be ten days out of surgery by Christmas.  That is my Christmas present  --- I also found out this week that the big family/friends Christmas party is three days before surgery.  This is the party that is on my husbands side of the family.  Lots of people that we haven't seen in awhile --- last year I was traveling on business and couldn't make it.  I really do not want to go this year but don't see how to get out of it, yet.  We'll see.......Anyway, keep losing out there --- God Bless you all.

Love you Dr. Dyer!!!  I have a date for December 15th with my surgical consult on November 16th. 
Dr. Dyer is wonderful to save me a date prior to approval with the insurance company.  Please, please say your prayers that this works out.   

ok, had to do it.  Tons of stuff going on and I need to document it.  What if something happens to me or I want to remember the "good ole" days? 

So, here's the deal:  Today was my 5th CONSECUTIVE appointment.  If we were really going to count it right then today would be 9 months of a supervised diet.  I could have had a baby by now.  Anyway, I just found out yesterday that our benefits in 2011 are radically going to change and the plan that I currently have will no longer be offered.  Hmmmm.....  That means that everything is up in the air.  Our employer explained that since we have Obama Care now that we will no longer be able to have the type of benefits or insurance that we previously have enjoyed.     Nice huh?  Now we will pay more, get less, and fund someone elses benefits.  Sorry if I offend anyone, but hey, this is my blog -- so I can say what I really think -- right?

November 1st is my last appointment.  On that day my surgeons office will submit my last paperwork.  They have 30 days to approve or deny.  That puts us at December 1st.  Then you have to schedule a surgical consult and that is when they set the date.  Well considering that most people only work two weeks in December, that puts a crimp into trying to get it done in this calendar year.    So being the control freak that I really am, I called the surgeons office and pleaded with the scheduler to talk with Dr. Dyer to see if he would save a date for me in December.  I pulled all the stops -- explained how I was approved and was pregnant five days before surgery, traded in on my mom-in-laws name (she knows Dr. Dyer), and basically said this was do or die (not really the best choice of words, but hey, I was trying)  -- She agreed to talk with Dr. Dyer on my behalf.   

Tonight I am going to drink a beer, smoke a cig, and have a couple of Oreos.  I know, I know, --- I am not suppose to say things like that -- but it's the truth.  Well, I better go.  The DH is needing to study and wants me to watch the kiddo.  Keep losing and God Bless you.