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Today I started my pre-op diet.  Let me tell you.  It's crap.  I don't like it.  Three shakes and a dinner and that's it?  Oh and all the water I can drink?  Oh please ick.  I love water but I am getting tired of it.   Plus I got a cold last night it broke.  So I am now on this diet and I can't even have OJ to feel better.   I am taking vitamen C in  hopes to help.  I need to be well in two weeks.   I just can't wait to have this surgery already.   Plus I need to find a piercing shop.  I need to have my tragus piercings taken out.  I want to see if there is something they can put in so that if I can't get back to them to put them back on they don't close.   I hope they don't charge too much to take them out. 

Well we will see how tomorrow is on day two of the diet.  I am now trying to keep track of everything in SparkPeople.com.   So far after I have my dinner I will be at 726 calories for the day. Boy oh boy, I better lose a crap load of weight before this surgery and Dr. Pohl better be happy.

This is the first baby hat that I have ever knited.  I am so proud of myself. 

I recieved this in an email from a woman at work and it touched me and I wanted to share it with all of you .

Happy Mother's Day!
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If you send this to just one person, it should make it all the way around the world by Mother's Day.

This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's okay honey, Mommy's here."

Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.

This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors. And for all the mothers

who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.

For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time."

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. A nd for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college.

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got the re, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them.

This is for all the step-mothers who raised another woman's child or children, and gave their time, attention, and love... sometimes totally unappreciated!

For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14-year-olds dye their hair green.

For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.

For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

This is for a ll the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.

What makes a good Mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips?

The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time? Or is it in her heart?

Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to schoolalone for the very first time?

The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?

The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?

Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation...

And mature mothers learning to let go.

For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.

Single mothers and married mothers.

Mothers with money, mothers without.

This is for you all.

For all of us.

Hang in there.

In the end we can only do the best we can.

Tell them every day that we love them. And pray.

Please pass along to all the Moms in your life.

"Home is what catches you when you fall - and we all fall."

Please pass this to a wonderful mother you know. (I just did.)

 

My pre-op diet goes as follows:

3 - protein shakes a day
1 - meal and that's for dinner [lean meat and a veggie]

No milk
No juice
No soda

Take multivitamen and calcium pills

I will be joining you all on the loser bench May 30.  I go on my pre-diet on the 16th the same day as my pre-admin testing.

I should be all healed up by the time I go on the cruise.  I will probably not have my first fill until I am two months out.  But  I am just happy after a year to finally be here.

Recipe from Amanda S.

1/2 tablespoon butter, melted
2 eggs, separated
1/2 cup small curd cottage cheese
1/4 cup all-purpose flour
salt

1. In your blender or food processor combine butter, egg yolks, cottage cheese, flour and salt.
2. Blend at low speed until the batter is smooth and no curds remain.
3. Beat egg whites stiff but not dry.
4. Fold into the cheese mixture.
5. Drop batter by the tablespoon onto a lightly greased hot griddle or skillet.
6. Shape the pancakes into circles with the back of a spoon.
7. Flip pancake when underside is lightly browned.

1. be a good mom 429 people
2. Pay off all my credit cards 80 people
3. lose weight and keep it off 828 people
4. buy a four door car 1 person
5. buy a house 7152 people
6. learn sign language 4518 people
7. go back to school 1410 people
8. exercise more 3161 people
9. Get more sleep 3036 people
10. Live in the present 201 people
11. move out of my parents' house 932 people
12. Get out of debt before I'm 30 11 people
13. get married 10394 people
14. Get my belly button pierced 558 people
15. accept the things I cannot change, have courage to change the things I can and have the wisdom to know the difference 158 people
16. fix my tattoo 21 people
17. get my bills organized & keep them that way 35 people
18. learn to dance and not be embarrased to dance 464 people
19. pay off my student loans 1648 people
20. update my livejournal daily 3 people
21. get rid of my clutter 249 people
22. turn on music instead of the tv 13 people
23. do a blog marathon 4 people
24. Get more people to read my Blog 716 people
25. Learn Spanish 8572 people
26. love myself 2182 people
27. stop throwing clothes on the floor 731 people
28. have faith that everything will be okay 73 people
29. stop binge-eating 329 people
30. Get "caught up" on my scrapbooks 10 people
31. Beat my depression 1116 people
32. get corrective eye surgery or lasik 1009 people
33. get my teeth straightened and whitened 26 people
34. raise a son who will be a wonderful husband one day 26 people
35. complain less 631 people
36. identify 100 things that make me happy (besides money) 4002 people
37. have better posture 4596 people
38. To live instead of exist 5958 people

I got this from one of my friends on Friendster:

"Life doesn't give you the people you want, it gives you the people you need. To help you, to hurt you, to love you, to leave you; to make you into the person you were meant to be."

I got approved on Friday, April 13th. I can't wait to go to the surgeons and get my date. My appointment was pushed out a day. Dr. Pohl will be in surgery. So I will be going Friday, April 27th in the morning. I think I am his first appointment at eight o'clock. I am so excited. I am going to ask for a date as soon as possible because I want to be all healed up for the cruise I am going on the end of July. I totally cried at work when I got the call. It was just something I so long to hear. The women at the office were giving me a hard time with some of the things I had to submit. A few days later well four since I talked to them I was approved. So yeah. I can't believe it. It's been a year to get here. Well if I really stop to think about it, it's been six years to get here. Plus its been six years for me to find the surgery that is right for me. I think I have found it. I wish my dad had the chance to have surgery, maybe he would be still around.

I am just so excited and I can't wait to start my new and improved way of living.

Life is the coffee... Not the cup

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups -porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee.

When all the ex-students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.

Be assured that the cup itself adds NO quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups..... And then you began eyeing each other's cups.

Now consider this: Life is the coffee. The jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not define, nor change the quality of Life we live.

Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee. "The happiest people don't have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything."

Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Leave the rest to God.