Waiting

Jun 06, 2013

I'm waiting for the phone to ring.  Praying for approval.  Hubby is getting anxious for me to get to go ahead, so I can relax a bit  I'm afraid of starting to exercise or eat "too well" because what if they decline my surgery and my weight falls too low.  Then I check myself and think, yeah, like that's going to happen.  It hasn't happened all this time with a band and my best efforts.  Go figure.  Our brains work in strange ways. 

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