In a few hours I will be off to the hospital. I'm feeling some kinda way....I really don't know. I'm not having reservations...just different thoughts.
This past week of the liquid diet wasn't too bad. Difficult, but bearable. I'm really very hungry now. It's after midnight, so of course I can't have ANYTHING now. The good news is, I'm sleepy, so I'll sleep through this last bout of starvation. All I know is, when I CAN have one stem of broccoli, I will be dang appreciative!!
Oh...and this is what Blogs are for...memories...so you don't forget....So tonight, on DAY 7 of my liquid diet, I come home from work and my husband is frying pork chops. Really? He hasn't cooked (no one has) in a month of Sundays, and of all days, he decides to light up the house with the aroma of fried pork chops. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that if I can't eat, no one can. I just believe that it was insensitive to say the least. What worse, is that he had the audacity to tell me "if it bothers you that bad, eat a pork chop and forget tomorrow morning." Really?? Missed the point completely, but that's nothing new. However, that does not sound like the makings of a good support system to me. We shall see.
Well, I'll fall asleep talking to God. If no one else, He will give me what I need to press through this! I can't wait to throw my medicine away!!!!!
Until next time....