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1-14-19 Surgery went well, they found a very tiny Hiatal hernia which they elected not to repair because it was so small and it had not been giving me any problems.  I was in recovery a bit longer than normal because my pulse was weak after surgery. I guess my blood pressure dropped during the surgery. Upon waking I asked for pain med immediately but they could not give it to me until I was stabilized and breathing well on my on.  Once I was given pain meds in recovery everything went smooth.

I was moved to my room (which was huge and I just posted pictures) and within 2 hours I was up walking around the hall.  I have been able to drink 1 oz of liquid (water, G2, chicken broth) easily and keep it down with no issues.  I have been burping a lot and have a lot of pressure in my chest from the gas. Have not had to ask for any pain meds since coming out of recovery. I was afraid things would taste funny to me but so far everything I have drank taste the same as before. 

I slept in this morning trying to sleep away the time I had to worry. When I finally woke up this my first thought was "by this time tomorrow it will be over and I will be waking up or I will be dead", who has these kind of thoughts? Am I the only one? It is now night and I am relatively calm thank goodness.  I have not ate much today but I have stayed on top of staying hydrated. 12 hours to until take off!

Panic has set in, I am less than 48 hours away from having a life changing surgery and every hour I change my mind about what I want to do.  What should I pack, do I need to take underwear, will I need pj's, wonder if this is the last time I will ever see my child again.

I cried on my husband in the middle of Publix when he said they only had 2 flavors of sugar free pudding. Why do I torture myself this way. This is what I have wanted for so long and now the time is here and I am scared. 

This is the last week-end of my adult life before my new beginning as a loser. Come Monday morning at 5:30 a.m. I will be at Hospital preparing to have the gastric sleeve surgery.  I have been heavy the majority of my adult life and miserable and I am ready to make a change but at the same time I am scare of the unknown. I have no other surgers to gage the pain against other than c-sections that were 18 years ago. So my nerves are raw with my imagination running wild. I pray it is not as bad as I fear and better than I can imagine.