I made it out, a day later than expected, but out none-the-less.  

Sore and tired.  Now that I'm home, I seem to be more seditary, which obviously is bad.  I did make it to the mailbox & back a little bit ago.  Tomorrow I will probably have atleast 1, if not more walking partners.  And walk I will...lots :)

Well, I'm 2 days away from surgery, and I have to say that I'm feeling pretty good about it.  This liquid diet's making me cranky, my sugar's hitting lows it hasn't been in since I was 3, and can't wait to have a bite of pizza (I've been told that changes)...but overall, pretty good.

I've lost 13 pounds so far....5 pounds just in the past day as I coordinated a volleyball tournament for  the non-profit that I chair.  I was definitely doing more than I probably should have on this diet...but, they want us active, right?  Well, that I definitely was.  :)  

And it really made me anxious to fast forward a few months where I can start golfing, or playing softball, or something.  My only reprieve for now is 1 last practice with my daughter's softball team tomorrow.  I'll get in some more activity tomorrow so that I can hopefully shed a few more pounds before surgery on Tuesday.  

My wife & I did my before shots about a week ago.  Not looking forward to posting them until I have a good after shot.  I'm sure I'll be just as embarassed about them then as I am now...but atleast I'll be in a better place about it.

And as a final prep for the anesthesia, the whole family got into the mix shaving off my goatee, which hasn't left me in about 8 years.  All 4 of the girls got to take a swipe with the beard trimmer before I pulled out the razor & cleaned it up.  I have to say, I hate being clean shaven...makes me look too young...and gives me girlie lips too... lol

Well, this is probably my last post before I become a "loser", so I bid you adieu until then. 

 I got my date yesterday....April 3rd is my re-birthday, as I've seen it said around here.  I look at it as more of a restart, or a reversal.  What it is, when I heard the date, was a sudden rush of excitment accompanied by sheer panic.  I can't wait to have it done, but what will happen that day & after scares me.

It took me 3 years to finally decide to have gastric bypass (RNY).  Originally I went and was scared away by the mortality rate.  That was before I passed the 300# mark.  When I peaked at 315, I realized that I was already killing myself...and that was a 100% rate.  I had diabetes, sleep apnea, and just an unhealthy life all together.

Now, I have my date and am starting to make the changes that I have been preparing for.  The date's well over a month away, but the time to start is now (or really, months ago when I started this process).  

I'm hoping to keep posting through the process, and especially once I have the surgery too.  Please feel free to post comments with suggestions, ideas, jokes, etc :D  I'm pretty open ;)