14 hours now

May 21, 2012

In a little over 2 hours I have to stop eating for my surgery tomorrow. It still hasn't sank in yet that I'm having it tomorrow. Even though I did take my dad to the duck pond in the cemetery where I would like to be interred today. And I found the quote I'd like on my tombstone. Otherwise I'm pretty scared of death, but if I do die chances are that I won't know it. I'd rather wake up with people all around me cheering me on and get through the first difficult weeks. That is the positive that I am looking towards. I am looking forward to starting a new life and getting this weight off of me. Lots of people have wished me well on facebook and I'll have my phone to text whenever I'm conscious. But I bet I'm going to be going through some severe internet withdrawal.

I have my alarm set for 7 AM. I have to be at the hospital at 9:15 AM, which means leaving at about 8:45. Surgery will be at 11:15 and I'll (hopefully) be waking up at 2:30 or so. I wonder if I'll be hungry. The smell of barbecue just wafted through my nose and I had premonitions of living a different way than I have been- which is cheating on my pre-op diet. I had pizza yesterday (albeit vegeterian), and a big mac meal today. In less than 24 hours I'll already have started a different relationship with my stomach, with my altered stomach.

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