I spoke with my doctor's office today, and they've said I can probably be scheduled for Jan 13th (as opposed to the 20th).  This makes me happy because I don't have to ask my "angel" to change her plane ticket so she can stay longer.

It also means that I have 1 less week to lose the 11 lbs he wants me to lose before surgery.  I guess that means I stick with the liquid-diet exclusivly for the next month  ::sigh::

Well, we do what we've got to do ...

Well, I'm over my wallowing and whining (I think ).

Today is the first day of the protein shake regiment.  I don't know if I'm going to go full bore liquid, or just do it for two meals and then have a low-cal/low-carb dinner.  Since my surgery isn't for a month, my doctor gave my both options. 

So far it isn't bad.  The protein shake tastes like Instant Breakfast to me (I got the powder in vanilla, double chocolate, and cookies & cream).  My only problem is the vague after-taste it leaves behind  ::yuck::.  Oh well ...

Well, I was supposed to have my surgery on Wed, Dec 16, but not any more.  My doctor wanted me to lose 20 lbs before surgery, but today at pre-op the scale said I had only lost 9 lbs!

I don't understand it!!!   I've been doing a low carb diet for the last three weeks - I didn't even have anything  "bad" on my birthday (no cake for me).  They told me today that diet sodas can kill your weight loss, but I've only been having one diet-fanta a day so I don't understand how it could do that much harm .

Now, I'm just pissed off  ... at him a little (he didn't seem to beleive me when I said I've been sticking to the diet), at my own body (what more does it want from me), and generally at the whole damn process!!!

My surgery now is going to be on the 20th of January.  I'm supposed to go on a liquid only pre-op diet for the next MONTH to lose as much as weight possible and I'm ready to scream!!!

 PS - The only nice part about the whole thing is that my BFF Stef has agreed to go on the protein-shake diet with me (is she an AMAZING person or what?).  She is even changing when she flies home so she can be here to help out after surgery (which is partially why she came down in the first place).
 

My best friend came into town last night, all the way from Wisconsin!  She came to be my "angel"   before, during, and after my surgery.

I've always said that I am a great "foul-weather" friend ... basically, I may not be there when a friend wants me to be, but I will ALWAYS be there when they need me to be.  Stef has just proved herself to be the living example of that thought.

I wuv her .

My pre-op is on Monday (for my Wednesday surgery). 

Last night I had my first panic attack (of sorts).  I stayed up until 5:00 am watching you-tube videos about WLS and kind of scared myself.  I know the surgery is the right thing, in fact pretty much the ONLY thing, but it didn't help my jitters  .

For the last week or so, all I seem to be able to think about is my surgery (the good and the bad).  I can't help but wonder, is that normal?

I know that this will be a HUGE change in my life, and a significant change in the lives of those who love me (and have to live with me), but I almost think I'm obsessing a little.  In the end, it's gastric bypass surgery, not a heart transplant or removal of a brain tumor.  Should it be the major thing on my mind?