I literally leave in 10 minutes to go to the hospital. Check-in is 12:30, and surgery is scheduled for 2:30. The only thing I can say right now is I'm thirsty. The protein drinks make my mouth feel like soggy shredded cardboard, which makes me feel thirsty. And I can't have anything at all before surgery. Ugh...
I am trying the best I can to tap into my feelings. More excited than nervous, though any nerves I have pertain to me and worring about feeling as if I may fail yet again. However, I know I have to push those things aside completely. This WILL work, and I WILL work the band properly. That's it. No arguments. Right? :)
I should hold a little "funeral" for the me that is being put under today. I'm planting a seed (my body), and from it a new, beautiful flower will bloom. I read all the stories at LapBandTalk and know that I WILL be one of those success stories. I will be able to be an inspiration to others one day. Though truth be told, that will just be icing on the cake. The first and foremost issue is to get through this surgery, follow the doctor's instructions to a T, and get healthy for ME.
Goodbye, me. The new-and-improved me is about to be born. :)
I stumbled on your blog from your signature on LBT. I hope things went well today and you are well on your way to a speedy recovery. Sending loser vibes your way!
ReplyDeletebest of luck in your recovery and life as a bandster.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your well-wishes, y'all! It went really well. Now comes the rest of the story. :)
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