i did it

Apr 24, 2010

This week I finally told my mom I was having surgery. I know I probably sound like a little child, but I really didn't want to tell her. My husband kept saying tell her but i just kept procrastinating. She was a little upset and didn't understand why i would choose to have surgery. That I just needed to have more self control. She understands that what i am doing is for me and my health but was extremely afraid for me. I love my mother to death and would do anything for her with the exception of not have this surgery. Now she is saying I should've waited until she came back in town since my date is only one day before she returns but I can't wait. I was sooooo excited when I received my phone call and then 3days later there was my letter.  This weekend I am having my "last Supper" and of course for those of you from Maryland know some crabs. Monday I will start liquids and no dairy so I'm sure I will flush all that out of me. I'm getting a little nervous but still am extremely excited. My husband and I went to the mall and checked out some of the "skinny girl" stores. I was like wow Imma be able to go in there soon. He's excited about Vickie's of course. I had more blood work done today, I swear if I give anymore blood I'm not gonna have any for myself and i still have to get some drawn on Wednesday. I ought not complain the means will justify the end for me. Thanks for listening(reading) while I vent.

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