Here we go!

Feb 24, 2010

So tomorrow is the big day. I have been on my pre-op diet of < 30g carbohydrates a day. Yesterday I started my liquid diet and Milk of Magnesia. Continued that again today. And....everything started going crazy. I arranged for my Mom to take me to the hospital since my husband works 3rd shift and doesn't have any vacation time left. Plus, my Mom is a nurse a will advocate for me a little bit better than my poor honey. And she really wanted to be there. My husband was going to keep the kids on as normal a schedule as possible and do the school drop off thing while my Dad and Mother-in-law took care of the kids overnight. My husband is going to be staying at my sister-in-law's house while I am in the hospital since she lives in Lexington and he won't have to drive back and forth (about 90 minute drive). And then....

My baby girl got sick this morning with what turned out to be an ear infection. So I had to leave my last day of work to take care of her. Then I called Day Surgery to confirm my surgery time and they said to come in at 8am. That means I now have to leave for the hospital before my husband gets home for work. So I am scrambling to arrange things for the kids at the last minute. Anyway, it's very complex, but it will get worked out.

Now let me tell you about the liquid diet. I now have an intimate knowledge of head hunger. Don't get me wrong. My stomach is growling like crazy (though I did lose 2 pounds in one day!). But food has never looked and smelled SO good. I have to admit that I did have ONE macaroni shells and cheese (not one BITE, but one shell) last night. It was wonderful. I could have eaten the whole pan. Then I had to go to Wal-Mart today to get baby girl's prescription. OMG. I could have eaten everything. I made it out of there with my sanity intact (barely) and got home to have some soup. The whole can. Then a protein shake.

What I wasn't prepared for is how emotional I am today. You are catching me at a pretty reasonable moment, but the slightest thing makes me start crying. I don't know why. I'm really excited about my new life. But it is also a little scary for me. Not the surgery (though I have plenty of crazy fears about that), but about the person into whom I will be transformed. You see, I have ALWAYS been fat. My Mom will tell you that I got fat on breast milk at 2 weeks old. Seriously. That is how long this has been an issue. So, I have survived the torture of childhood as a fat kid. Not only a fat kid, but a fat military brat. So add being overweight to moving all the time, it is a pretty lonely world for a kid. So, I got through (barely) with my share of baggage and pain added to an already bad problem. I have figured out how to cope. How to win friends and influence people by hard work, wit, and a sense of humor. So now my question is....who is this woman I am going to become? Only time will tell.

I will post as soon as I can about my hospital experience and recovery. Here we go...........!

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