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It's been 11 weeks since surgery & I feel okay.  I have not met the recommended protein intake or water, but the surgeon and nutritionist insists that by 12-15 weeks post op, things will change.  I typically am able to eat 2-3 bites at each mealtime.  I am like so many others in saying I am just not hungry - all it takes is 2 bites and I feel so stuffed.  I have lost 40 pounds as of today and am starting to notice my clothes becoming loose.  My feet are shrinking too...  I would like to get a card from my doctor that allows me to order from the children's menu - but then again the food on the children's menu isn't always the healthiest choice.  I am tired after a full day at work.  No food = no energy.  No regrets though.  On a personal note, my husband will be deploying in March for 6 months.  He is my support, my cheerleader...that is going to be tough.  He has helped so much in taking care of the house and meals so that I could focus on me (for a change).  So I feel like I have another layer of stress.  I know it will be okay, but I still feel stressed.

I am 5 1/2 weeks post-op & just starting to feel better.  Still tired and finding it tough to get started in the morning.  I have been off work for 6 weeks and I am not ready to return.  Eating has been a challenge.  The protein shakes I loved pre-op are not going down so well post-op.  No head hunger to speak of but I am missing going out to dinner with my husband - it was our date night two or three times a month.  I am ready to go out...I think the walls are closing in on me at home.  I have lost 30 pounds so far but I can only actually see it in my feet and ankles.  I am off of my blood pressure meds and the sleep apnea is gone.  Exactly the results I was hoping for.  So happy and no regrets!

Here I am just 24 hours from surgery.  I decided to take the day off from work to get my house in order before surgery tomorrow.  I am anxious.  I will tell my mother today about the surgery.  I have more anxiety about that than anything else today.  Looking forward to tomorrow and the beginning of my journey.

For whatever reason I am experiencing no fear whatsoever just 8 days before surgery.  I'd say I am a little anxious just beacuse I want to be getting on with this journey.  I am ready.  It's almost like nesting before I had my two children (16 & 11 years old), making sure the house is straight, the bills are paid and there is food for everyone to eat while mama's down for a few days.  Still have told only a handful of people.  I am trying to keep a clear mind and remain focused and I do not want to be tripping up on how my decision makes other people feel.  It sounds selfish but I have realized that I have given to everyone else my entire life - it's time I give to myself.  There should be nothing wrong with that....no different that getting my hair or nails done.  This procedure is to get my head straight.  I am excited.  I have been taking advantage of the cool crisp mornings to park far away from work and briskly walk to my office.  In the mid-afternoon, I walk back to my car and move it closer to my office.  It feels good.  My husband and children are supportive and that feels good.  I feel lucky.

Not really wanting to tell my supervisor about my upcoming surgery on 11/9/2011.  I need to tell them something.  Just embarrassed to tell anyone at work.  I have not told my parents either.  I don't want any negative press and I don't want to be the gossip at the water cooler.  My husband is supportive and my kids are on-board.  That's all I need, right?  I am trying to make some OH friends so I have people that are going through the life changes can relate to my personal issues.

Today is my last appointment for pre-op.  It feels so good to have completed that long list of requirements in order to obtain insurance approval.  My biggest obstacle has been dealing with my primary care physician.  As time goes on, it appears as though she is non-supportive of WLS.  My requests never get done even after she promises to do it tomorrow.  Tomorrow never comes.  I have found several work-arounds, but it's frustrating.  The PCP staff has sent the referrals on her behalf but they cannot send in the letter of medical necessity.  So now I wait for her return from yet another vacation!