All Hope Is Not Lost, No Matter How Much I Tell Myself It Is

Jan 28, 2009

I've been putting off calling my insurance company for days now. Finally got the guts to dial the number last Thursday, but the lady told me to call back Monday. So I put it off again, slipping into a depression on Monday that I couldn't shake. Finally got the nerve to call today and what do ya know? I was approved for surgery on Monday!

My husband couldn't believe how calm I was on the phone. The moment I hung up, I started crying. I just couldn't believe it! I'M GETTING A RNY ON FEBRUARY 16TH!!!!! My son (15 and such a sweetie) and I did a happy dance. I explained to my daughter (8) that mommy is having surgery on my tummy to make me more healthy. She shrugged and went back to her book - I realize she can't really comprehend what it means, but when I'm able to chase after her and ride a bike again, I'm sure she'll appreciate it. LOL!

Whoa. Me. On a bike. With a smaller butt and far less of a fear of Type 2 Diabetes. It boggles the mind.

I have so much to do to get ready. But for right now, I just want to sit here and grin.

I'm having surgery. ME! Surgery!!!

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