Surgery is Monday. Yeah, I'm having the surgery by choice. And I know it's the right choice. And I'll be far better for it in the long run. And so on...I'm in no way second guessing myself. But pssst: can I tell you a secret? It's gonna hurt like the dickens!
WYFP is our community's Saturday evening gathering to talk about our problems, empathize with one another, and share advice, pootie pictures, favorite adult beverages, and anything else that we think might help. Everyone and all sorts of troubles are welcome. May we find peace and healing here. Won't you please share the joy of WYFP by recommending?
"It's gonna hurt like the dickens"...but if all goes well, only for the first week or so. Then I have to learn to eat all over again as the stomach heals (for those of you who don't know, I'm having a sleeve gastrectomy, a type of weight loss surgery).
And to add insult to upcoming injury, I've been scheduled as the first surgery of the day, oh joy. "Please check in at AM admissions no later than 5:30 AM on Monday." OK, I'd rather that than have to stew all day, but still.
Tomorrow morning I exchange my thick, rich full liquid diet (hooray for chicken flavored protein in cream of chicken soup) for 24 hours of clear liquids. I haven't been hungry so far on my high protein full liquids, but clear liquids? It's gonna be a rough day.
OK: I confess. My deep down main FP is that I'm a scaredy-cat and just want this over with. And over with is not arriving nearly as quickly as I would like.
But it'll get here. So not much of an FP this evening at all, really.
How about you?