Anticipation...

Feb 24, 2018

After a little over one month of crazy planning and many appointments I made the final phone call and was given my surgery date. This has come after a lifetime of being overweight. However, I only recently began to consider surgery as a possible tool. Despite the relative haste with which I have gone from decision to date I find myself already feeling anxious. I am confident about the choice to have gastric bypass surgery, nerves are not so much the problem. Rather, I want to get on with it. I understand that there are things I need to do beforehand, losing weight,  preop diet, develop new habits to make the transition easier, amongst other things. 

I have been working hard, reading, researching, discussing, asking questions, shopping, exercising, dieting and more in preparation for this enormous change. Now, waiting another two months feels like agony. I know many people have to wait much longer because of insurance requirements. I struggle with this though. When I am presented with a situation I do what I need to make decisions quickly and confidently then move forward with the resolution. Delays frustrate me and waiting causes more anxiety than the actual doing. 

My husband thinks this waiting is good for me. He told me earlier on that he hoped I would have time between getting the surgery date and the date itself, time to process, to learn more and prepare. This is how he does things, and I understand that it is important to him that he have time to process as well. This will probably not be the most difficult struggle I face over the course of this journey, but it is one there is no answer for. 

Be patient? I don't do that very well... heck, I used to dig through the trash to find my parents Christmas shopping receipts, because I couldn't stand waiting. 

Two months...

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