Well, here I am. Tomorrow morning I start the pre-op diet. Yikes. I gotta say that the party on Sunday is gonna be a real test. I keep telling myself that someday I will have cake again, and soda, and wine, and chocolate from a fountain, and fruit...okay, you get the idea. But I'm gonna do this! I'll stay busy taking pictures and stuff.
It was weird when I was in the grocery store. I saw stuff that sounded good but I didn't linger. I was totally focused on party goods and getting the soup and popsicles I need for pre-op. Shopping with Dad is always an experience. Poor guy, he nearly had heart failure at the total at the checkout. Then he helped load bags in the trunk. What a dad!
I had sort of a revelation while I was on the deck waiting for Woody. (Note: it's only about 65 degrees - weird) I have questioned my decision all night. Is the band the right thing to do? Or, will I end up with the sleeve eventually? Then I realized that I will not do bypass surgery and am not comfortable giving up a big portion of my stomach. So what's left? Let's hear it for The Band! God forbid it ever causes trouble I can have it removed and make a new plan. I'm in this for the long haul. I don't want to be fat any longer. Even though Dad said that I wasn't really fat, just heavy. It was sweet. I can do this, I will do this.
Gotta say it though - yuck for an all-liquid diet. I already know that I'll become very familiar with my bathroom. Urgh. Fingers crossed that I don't have an "issue" at the party. Oh man. That would be so awful. I hope the party goes well. I think it will. How am I gonna make German potato salad w/o tasting it? Or the beans? Okay, the beans will be okay either way but the tater salad has to be seasoned just right. And S and I don't agree on that usually. Guess she'll be a taste-tester anyway. Whatever.
It was weird when I was in the grocery store. I saw stuff that sounded good but I didn't linger. I was totally focused on party goods and getting the soup and popsicles I need for pre-op. Shopping with Dad is always an experience. Poor guy, he nearly had heart failure at the total at the checkout. Then he helped load bags in the trunk. What a dad!
I had sort of a revelation while I was on the deck waiting for Woody. (Note: it's only about 65 degrees - weird) I have questioned my decision all night. Is the band the right thing to do? Or, will I end up with the sleeve eventually? Then I realized that I will not do bypass surgery and am not comfortable giving up a big portion of my stomach. So what's left? Let's hear it for The Band! God forbid it ever causes trouble I can have it removed and make a new plan. I'm in this for the long haul. I don't want to be fat any longer. Even though Dad said that I wasn't really fat, just heavy. It was sweet. I can do this, I will do this.
Gotta say it though - yuck for an all-liquid diet. I already know that I'll become very familiar with my bathroom. Urgh. Fingers crossed that I don't have an "issue" at the party. Oh man. That would be so awful. I hope the party goes well. I think it will. How am I gonna make German potato salad w/o tasting it? Or the beans? Okay, the beans will be okay either way but the tater salad has to be seasoned just right. And S and I don't agree on that usually. Guess she'll be a taste-tester anyway. Whatever.
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