What a difference a few months makes

My last blog post was in November and that's a shame. But life got in the way, and well, excuses, excuses, I know.

Well, it's July and I'm not pregnant. But this is ok. It was stressful to try and get pregnant but just as we were ready to work with the specialist and try IUI, something sort of made us stop. It just wasn't the time. We have bills to pay, we have a small condo and well, what the heck was I thinking trying to get pregnant at my current weight. I'm morbidly obese, my cholesterol's above what it should be and I have constant back, hip and foot pain. Something sort of clicked in my head. I also got a message in the mail.

I got a flyer about weight loss surgery at my local hospital and decided to to the seminar. Jeff came with me. We listened to the surgeon, got all the literature and we went home and pondered it. We knew Jeff's insurance would cover it, so that was a no brainer. But it's a big decision.

But something inside me said, do it, you'd be stupid not to. So after much testing, researching and thinking, I have decided to get the gastric sleeve. I originally thought I'd go with the Lap-Band, but after reading up on it, visiting forums and talking to people, doing some research, I decided the sleeve was for me. A lot of band patients end up going to the sleeve or the by-pass and I do not want another surgery after this. So with Jeff's support, I'm getting "sleeved" this Tuesday.

Yup, that's right, I'm going under the knife on Tuesday, July 12th. I've been on a special diet for nearly three weeks now to prep for it. It's been protein shakes and raw veggies, with cream of wheat here and there. It sucks. But as a result, I've lost 16 pounds. The more you lose-pre-op, the better, because you shrink your liver and it makes it easier to operate. So I have not cheated. I know, this means I am really serious about this endeavor.

But I couldn't be taking this on without Jeff. He's been awesome and supportive. And he said I haven't been too bitchy on this diet. LOL He's taking most of next week off to help me and be with me and that means so much. I know as soon as I wake up, I'll want him by my side. And the surgeon said he can be with me until they wheel me in. Yikes.

The visual of wheeling me into the operating room is a tough one. It scares me! But I suppose I'll have to get over it.

I've been reading a lot of things online about people who have done it. YouTube is full of video montages of people's stories, video blogs and before and after pictures. They are pretty inspiring, but some of pretty annoying. I love the ones with this inspirational music in the background - NOT. Ok, I'm cynical and I'm sure I'll feel different when I start really losing. But I promise, no video montages.

Hopefully this time next year I'll have lost my weight and Jeff and I have worked on paying bills off so we can start the family thing. But we'll see.....