This has been one of the busiest weekends I’ve had in a long time! Yesterday, I was up and out much earlier than usual to grocery shop, because I go to several different stores in order to get the best savings, and we had two graduation open houses to attend as well. I did not get all the shopping done, but had to get home and ready to head out to the open houses, all the while hoping the rain that had been forecast would hold off. It did, so both graduates had a good day for their parties. I was good, I resisted the lure of drinking pop, and had only about a half of a brownie for dessert. On the way home, we stopped off at the last grocery store I had on my list, Kroger, and I went in while my husband and children went to gas up my car for me, since I won’t have time tomorrow. While in Kroger, I had to get three money orders, totalling $75.00, which I realized a few hours later had not been handed to me, I had only gotten my change. Went racing back up to Kroger, and thankfully they were waiting for me in the cashier’s drawer. God is so good even when I do something stupid! After all that, and running all children through baths and showers, I had them all bringing down clothes to pack for an overnight trip to a friend’s tomorrow. We’re going for the birthday parties of two of her children. So today, in between church services, I’m trying to get the rest of the stuff ready, get the last of the bills paid, and update this blog. Tomorrow morning I have a Dr. appointment at 9:00, and my husband has one right after, so he will meet me there with the kids so that we can leave right from my appointment for our little trip, while he goes home to a quiet house. 🙂 Right now, we’re working on finishing up the laundry, and our two oldest children are still at church working on the VBS play. Our VBS will be starting a week from Monday and go through that Friday, and this is the first year for my two oldest boys to be characters in the play, which is done in five parts, one for each day. The play is about the Apostle Paul and his journeys, and the two of them are very excited to be participating this year.
Medical Clearance
So Tuesday was my medical clearance appointment at Henry Ford Hospital. The doctor cleared me, but did say I need to get another A1c test before my scheduling appointment, because she said that Dr. Carlin will want to see that my blood sugar levels are coming down. I am confident that my A1c will show that they are, because when I check my blood I an see the results are so much lower now that I’m not drinking pop anymore, plus have cut way back on fast food. I’ve lost about 8 pounds, 12 more to reach the goal the surgeon set for me to lose before scheduling surgery. Then I just have to keep it off until surgery, because if I gain it back they will postpone my surgery. My scheduling appointment is August 13, so I anticipate the surgery being scheduled for sometime after the first of the year, since they are already scheduling months ahead. When I was there for my consult on April 28th, they were scheduling October surgeries! This isn’t a bad thing though, because my husband has no more paid days for this year other than the one he’s taking for my scheduling day. He’s going to stay at the hospital for the two nights I’ll be there, plus be home for at least a few days after, so it’s for the best that it won’t be until then, we really can’t afford for him to just take a week off with no pay.
So, I finally found a protein bar I don’t hate, Pure Protein bars, which I can buy at Sam’s Club. Now I have to decide on a protein powder, because I will be on that mixed into liquids, etc for a while before and after surgery. I’m currently testing the different flavors from www.unjury.com, and so far they are OK. At least I don’t have to force them down like the stuff I bought from GNC, that was HORRIBLE!!! I tried the vanilla flavor with orange Crystal Lite last night. I’m thinking if I get a blender and add ice they might be even better.
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Boys and broken bones…
Well, we just got home from a sudden trip to the emergency room! Our oldest was out with his respite worker today, and they went to the beach to hang out. They were throwing a football, and our son jammed his right index finger. Unfortunately, it is the same finger he broke 5 years ago, and had to have surgery on, so we felt we should get it checked out, just in case. He definitely as at least a hairline fracture, and will be seing the orthpedic Dr. who did his surgery before. I told him that SOME people will do anything to get out of piano prctice, LOL! I’m getting the impression right now that the worst thing is that he can’t manage to play his nintendo DS. He also can’t get it wet, and he can’t play the way he normally does, either, so he’s not a very happy camper just now. We’re going to a friend’s for a couple days soon for a birthday party, and they have a pool, but I was told if we wrap it real well in a plastic bag and tape it he could go in the water. We’ll have to do that for him to shower, too. But he cannot go out after church on Sunday and Wednesday evenings and play volleyball with the other kids, which is making him sad. The one positive is that he didn’t break it a bad as the last time, when it as bent sideways and almost backward!
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Found Fun Exercise!
It really hurts when I go walking. REALLY hurts. So today, I decided to check an exercise DVD out from the library, and got one of the Sweatin’ to the Oldies tapes re-done onto DVD. It is as much of a workout as I remember from all those years ago! I managed to do the entire 45 minutes, and had fun doing it, too! I did need to modify some of the stuff to accomodate my lack of fitness and my pain, but still, it was a workout. One of my kids actually did almost the whole thing with me, too. So, since I can keep a DVD for 7 days from the library, I will do that, and then check out one of the other DVD’s in the series, until I go through all of them, then start again, until I have the money to order all of them for myself. I see no reason at all why exercise shouldn’t be fun, if it isn’t, I won’t do as much of it as I need to do. I also bought a pedometer, and with the help of Richard Simmons and his DVD, my step count so far today is over 4100! Now to learn how to use my new food scale, and figure out calories and protein in meals cooked at home.
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Mother’s Day
Today is Mother’s Day, my first one since we added the twins to our family. This morning in church, the message was from 1 Samuel 1 & 2, about Hannah, who was very bitter because “the Lord had shut up her womb” In her bitterness and grief she prayed that the Lord would give her a son, that if he would, she would give him back to the Lord all the days of his life. And the Lord did.
I remember feeling that bitterness and grief, I remember when I didn’t even want to go to baby showers anymore because it hurt too much, and I remember spending Mother’s Day at family gatherings and being the only woman there who’s day it wasn’t.
And this morning, and this evening a church, I looked around me at all the families with all their children, and smiled, because my family just about fills a pew. God had a different plan for my husband and me. He trusted me with very special children who needed me to be their mother, and I’m thankful for that. I cannot imagine my life without our three adopted children, and my step-son who has now lived with us for more than half of his life.
A while back, I came across the following essay written by the mother of a special needs child. I think it’s as appropriate to those of us who did not give birth to our special children as it is to those who do.
WELCOME TO HOLLAND
by Emily Perl Kingsley
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability- to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this…
When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip -to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome to Holland.”
” Holland?!?” you say. “What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I’m supposed to be in Italy. All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy.”
But there’s been a change in the flight plan. They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is they haven’t taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It’s just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It’s just a different place. It’s slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around… and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills… and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy…and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say “Yes, that’s where I was supposed to go. That’s what I had planned.”
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away… because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But… if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things …about Holland.
While searching for the text to the above essay, I came across the following to go with it:
Celebrating Holland- I’m Home
By Cathy Anthony
(my follow-up to the original \Welcome to Holland\ by Emily Perl Kingsley)
I have been in Holland for over a decade now. It has become home. I have had time to catch my breath, to settle and adjust, to accept something different than I’d planned.I reflect back on those years of past when I had first landed in Holland. I remember clearly my shock, my fear, my anger, the pain and uncertainty. Inthose first few years, I tried to get back to Italy as planned, but Holland was where I was to stay. Today, I can say how far I have come on this unexpected journey. I have learned so much more. But, this too has been a journey of time.
I worked hard. I bought new guidebooks. I learned a new language and I slowly found my way around this new land. I have met others whose plans had changed like mine, and who could share my experience. We supported one another and some have become very special friends.
Some of these fellow travelers had been in Holland longer than I and were seasoned guides, assisting me along the way. Many have encouraged me. Many have taught me to open my eyes to the wonder and gifts to behold in this new land. I have discovered a community of caring. Holland wasn’t so bad.
I think that Holland is used to wayward travelers like me and grew to become a land of hospitality, reaching out to welcome, to assist and to support newcomers like me in this new land. Over the years, I’ve wondered what life would have been like if I’d landed in Italy as planned. Would life have been easier? Would it have been as rewarding? Would I have learned some of the important lessons I hold today?
Sure, this journey has been more challenging and at times I would (and still do) stomp my feet and cry out in frustration and protest. And, yes, Holland is slower paced than Italy and less flashy than Italy, but this too has been an unexpected gift. I have learned to slow down in ways too and look closer at things, with a new appreciation for the remarkable beauty of Holland with its tulips, windmills and Rembrandts.
I have come to love Holland and call it Home.
I have become a world traveler and discovered that it doesn’t matter where you land. What’s more important is what you make of your journey and how you see and enjoy the very special, the very lovely, things that Holland, or any land, has to offer.
Yes, over a decade ago I landed in a place I hadn’t planned. Yet I am thankful, for this destination has been richer than I could have imagined!
Cathy Anthony is a parent, advocate and presently the executive director of the Family Support Institute in Vancouver, BC (www.vcn.bc.ca/bcacl/fsi.htm
Happy Mother’s Day to all of you who have given birth, adopted, or are in some way mothering young people!
Busy Day
Tomorrow (Saturday May 8), my twins are having their birthday party, the first one since they’ve been with us, because they hadn’t yet been placed with us for adoption at this time last year, so I did my grocery shopping today, which means the only shopping tomorrow will be to pick up their Disney Cars theme cake from Kroger (they make a very good cake, and all our boys have been able to find any theme they really wanted in the book at the Kroger bakery). Their birthday was actually a week ago, but the friends with whom we always have our children’s parties could not be here last week, so we’re having it tomorrow instead. I just finished printing coloring pages of all the main characters from the Cars movie for all the kids to do tomorrow, plus business card size Lightning McQueen for them to use for the “pin the Lightning McQueen on the Mater” game. The weather isn’t very dry, so instead of playing outside we’ll do the game, coloring pages, and we’ll play the Cars movie. My husband will be cooking burgers and hot dogs on the grill though, he usually puts the grill under the carport. I think they’ll have fun, I got Cars theme decorations, tableware, & favor boxes with Cars theme things to put in them.
On another note, while shopping today I bought a pedometer and a small food scale, to go with the Complete Food Count book I bought the other day, so I’m ready now to get going on my food and exercise log that I have to keep for my bariatric program. My blood sugar levels have been much better lately, and I’ve found an online source (thanks, Leslie!) for protein powder that allows you to order samples of the different flavors, it’s http://www.unjury.com, so I’ll be doing that too, probably this weekend. I’m going to check out the library for some exercise DVD’s that will make exercising fun, too, because I’ll be much more likely to actually do the exercise then.
Why do they call us “Stay at Home Moms”?!
After all, we aren’t just staying home! Today while I WAS at home, I did laundry, herded cats (I mean children), and did errands. Yesterday, I took the kids to their weekly home-school gym and swim program at the YMCA. Tomorrow, grocery shopping, then taking the kids to Pizza Hut for their last “Book-it” for the year, and also for the twins’ birthday. Busy busy today, really ran out of incentive to cook, so while out doing errands I zipped through McDonald’s for the boys, and got them cheeseburgers and fries from the dollar menu. I got a salad at Wendy’s for me. Nobody got pop, and I heard loud and long complaining over that, but we had already told them that number one, we wouldn’t be letting them have pop very often anymore, and number two, fast food was going to become a (very) rare treat, instead of a regular thing.
My exercise prescription from when I went to Detroit instructs me to begin with three times a week, so I decided to use tomorrow, when I’m doing tons of walking while out getting groceries for my third time this week.
My HAP health track nurse Michelle, who calls me every week talked with me yesterday about how we’re going to meet my goal of 15 – 20 pounds lost before my apointment to schedule my surgery, and also about how to maintain it until surgery, because if I gain it back the surgery will be cancelled, and I’ll have to start all over again waiting for a new date. I’m going to keep trying to eat lower calorie than before, and possibly do a meal replacement drink or bar for lunch, because lunch is the one meal I tend to mess up on, especially if I’m out and about. So, tomorrow while shopping I will be checking out protein powder, etc, probably at GNC if there’s one in the mall here.
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Another day in Detroit…
I was just too tired to do this last night when we got home, instead, I put my feet up and fell asleep! So, here’s what we did yesterday.
We got up WAY earlier than usual, the alarm was set for 5:30 am. Mike (my husband) got up to have the first shower, then got all the kids up and downstairs for breakfast, and to get dressed in the clothes I’d had them put downstairs Tuesday night before bed. When they headed downstairs, I was able to go get my shower and get dressed, then downstairs to check my blood (159, best morning reading in a LONG time) and have my breakfast.
We left the house at about 7:40 to go drop the kids off with wonderful friends who have been helping with child care when I have appointments, and got to their house just on time for the kids to help collect the morning eggs from their chickens! Then, we got going to Detroit for my first appointment for the day, the initial consult with my surgeon, Dr. Carlin. Commuter rush traffic is SOOOO fun!
My appointment with Dr. Carlin (this was the appointment that I was required to bring my husband to) was for 10:30, I actually signed in a little before 10:00, I think, and actually was able to have my appointment begin a little early as a result. I had to go with a nurse to be weight, blood pressure checked, height checked, and answer questions. Then I was taken to an exam room and saw Dr. Carlin’s P.A., who asked many questions, measured me, checked to make sure I’d brought and handed in to the nurse my lab reports, my letter of intent, and my 11 page questionnaire.
I Finally saw Dr. Carlin after that. We talked about the surgery and the hospital stay, and he gave me my weight loss goal that must be met before the surgery, which is 15 – 20 pounds. The reason for this is that it will shrink the liver, making it easier to do laproscopic surgery, as opposed to open.
After Dr. Carlin, Wanda (the nurse who is the coordinator for the bariatric progam at HFH) came and took us to her office for scheduling.
Wanda & Me
The surgeons have very busy schedules this time of year. My medical clearance appointment will be June 1, and my appointment to schedule surgery is August 13, unless there’s a cancellation before then. This will be a four hour appointment, because I have to be seen by three or four different people.
Once we were done with this appointment, we went to the hospital cafeteria for lunch, then on to my other appointment, the mandatory class with the exercise people. We had a one hour presentation, then on to exercise machines. I was able to do 15 minutes on treadmill set to 1 mile per hour, I did a quarter of a mile. The treadmill is very hard on my back. 
Then I did 15 minutes on a recumbant bike, which is more of a workout than I would have guessed! I did two miles in that 15 minutes. 
After that, the specialist spoke with me about what I should do to build up strength and ability to exercise. To begin, I’ll walk the length of my block, because that way if I get out of breath or hurt, I can stop at my porch to sit long enough to drink some water. I’ll do that until I can walk long enough without a break that I won’t need to have something close by for a sit down. I want to get to where I can go down the street and walk the track at the high school. I’m also going to dust off the wii fit and get back to using it, especially when the weather doesn’t permit outdoor exercise.
When we left there, it was time for commuter rush traffic again, so we decided to go have dinner before coming home. We went to Big Boy, knowing I’d be working hard on changes starting today, and I had things I probably won’t have again, some for a long time, some forever. I had chicken parmesan with salad bar, and an ice cream sundae for dessert. No pop, I quit pop already. I had water.
Then we got on the freeway in time for just the tail end of the rush traffic, went back to Port Huron, and went and got our kids, picking them up about a quarter to nine. I was in bed by 11:30, which is early for me, because I’m generally up until at least 1:00 or 2:00 am.
Today, I had a breakfast hotpocket and some strawberries for breakfast, a cracker, ham & cheese lunchable for lunch (Thursday is the day my kids have their home-school gym & swim program at the YMCA, I do a lunchable or the asian chicken salad from Wendy’s), 2 slices of swiss cheese for snack, a small piece of boneless pork chop roasted with garlic and rosemary seasoning and a serving of mashed potatoes with margarine for supper. I will probably have a small amount of deli sliced ham and cheese for a snack later.
While dinner was cooking, I went out and walked. I walked the length of my block 6 times. I need to find out how long it actually is so that I know how far I actually walk.
I washed the dishes, folded some laundry to be put away, and did my piano practice.
I’ve decided that since I’m going on a journey to a healthy me, I may as well take care of all the things my doctors have been nagging me about, so a couple weeks ago I had my mammogram, which came back normal, then this past Monday I went to the gynocologist for my yearly (it’s been two years sice the last one, and I’m supposed to see her every six months because of having had cancer), and set up my appointment for the “you’re over 50” colonoscopy, which will be on May 11. So, I am truly working on a healthier me.
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My letter of Intent
I am required to write and give to the surgeon a letter of intent detailing my reasons for wanting bariatric surgery, my understanding of the surgery and the lifestyle changes that will be necessary, and what knd of support I’ll be receiving. This is what I wrote, and will be giving to him at my appointment tomorrow ( I chose to adapt some of what I’ve written in this blog for part of the letter):
All of my adult life, I’ve battled with weight/food issues. I’ve lost weight, lots and lots of it, but never enough, and never for very long. People who don’t struggle with obesity and weight loss problems don’t often “get” it; a lot of the time they think it’s just a matter of will power. But when you have well over 100 pounds to lose, it becomes overwhelming, and you just give up. So then, you’re seen as a big fat failure, yet again.
That’s how I’ve felt for so long it’s the only way I really recall feeling. I remember that even when I was a teen, my parents were constantly on me about my weight, and the ideal when I was in high school (the 1970’s) seemed to be slim body, long, straight hair, and I didn’t fit either description. So, my memory is that I was a fat girl who was just a failure. But after my mom died, I got my senior picture back, the big one that she had in a frame, and the girl I saw was NOT a fat girl. She was definitely a CURVY girl, and tall, so she definitely weighed more than a lot of the girls at school, but that girl was not FAT. Food became a control issue. My parents would monitor my eating, so I snuck food when I was out of the house. Sweets and junk food, for the most part.
Then, when I was 18, I went out on a date with someone who violently assaulted and raped me. Before that, I was a virgin. This was extremely traumatic for me, and I realize now that I began eating more to kind of put a barrier between me and any intimate physical relationship.
Even later, as an adult, I’d come home from family gatherings and head straight for food to soothe my hurts, my anger, over whatever happened that day. Over the years there were a lot of stress factors in my life, and I’ve gained well over a hundred pounds just since I got married almost 20 years ago.
Four years ago in May, I was in Karmanos cancer facility (in Detroit, MI) having a total hysterectomy as the result of being diagnosed with endometrial cancer. The surgeon told me then that if I didn’t lose the excess weight, my cancer would most likely come back, and that I had to do it even if it meant bariatric treatment. Well, I did try. I lost about 30 pounds, and then gained it all back, plus more. As usual.
For the past few years, I’ve been researching bariatric treatment. I finally came to the decision that this was what I needed to do, so I spoke with my primary care physician about possibly having lapband surgery. He felt that it would not give me good enough results because I have so much to lose, and he recommended gastric bypass. He was able to show the insurance company (Health Alliance Plan, or HAP) why it’s medically necessary for me to do this now, as opposed to being made to go through a 12 month hospital based/supervised weight loss program (thankfully, as the ones the insurance would cover are not where we live), because it’s riskier for me to wait at this point with my BMI of about 51 and co-morbidities to go with it, such as diabetes. So, HAP gave me authorization to go to Detroit (about 2 hours away, depending on traffic, etc) and have the psychological evaluation, which I did on March 23rd. When we got home from Detroit it was after business hours and there was a voice mail waiting from the HAP insurance person with a call back number, saying they’d received my information from the psychological evaluation and to call back. I, in turn, left HER a voice mail. She called the next morning to tell me I had passed the evaluation and gave me an authorization number for my surgery, putting me officially on this journey!
I called the Henry Ford Hospital Bariatric Center as instructed by my insurance company, and got my appointment for the six hour orientation, held on April 6. It was so informative! The nurse who presented the information was wonderful, I found her to be informative and really funny. She explained to us why HFH has been designated a Center of Excellence in this specialty, which made me feel better about the insurance company requiring me to go there. After her section was finished, the bariatric nutritionist/dietician took over, and also gave so much great information, along with answering so many questions. During her section another person was there to speak with us, and answer questions, a very nice lady who had this surgery 4 years ago. She even brought a pair of her old jeans so we could see how far she has come since then. She answered every question asked of her, including questions one might consider personal and/or intrusive, like how “much did you weigh before surgery” and “what weight are you down to now”. The entire thing helped my husband and I understand what would happen during surgery.
I understand that part of my stomach will be cut away to create a much smaller stomach pouch, and both sections will be staple stitched to close. My intestines will be re-routed so that food can exit the stomach pouch.
I understand that I will need to make major lifestyle changes in order for this tool (the new stomach pouch) to work, and that it isn’t some “miracle cure” that would require no work on my part. I will make the changes necessary. I will learn to “eat to live” as opposed to “living to eat”. I will make some kind of exercise a regular part of my life. I know that I’ll have to take vitamins and supplements for the rest of my life because some nutrients will no longer be able to be absorbed via my stomach.
I want to have this surgery because I want to be a better wife to my husband. I’d also like to not be too tired to take care of our home. I want to be able to go walk with him, and not have to constantly have to ask him to slow down for me. I want to never again need to have him push me around the Detroit Zoo in a wheel chair.
I have four boys, 3 that are special needs, having been adopted after spending time in the foster care system. My eldest is age 17, was adopted at age 2. He has Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, and is developmentally delayed. My step-son is 13, but in many ways also younger than his chronological age, and has exhibited symptoms of Reactive Attachment Disorder. My twins are age 8, but one is effectively about 5 – 6, has mild mental retardation, and up until two years ago had been having seizures. His twin is more seriously mentally retarded. He is in many ways still a toddler, effectively. We adopted the twins last year, finalizing in November. My kids are home-schooled. I want to live to care for them. I want to be able to do more things with them, like play, walk the nature trail in our county, and go for walks.
I want to be able to buy my clothes in a regular store. I can’t do that now.
I want to get rid of the extension that is on my seat belt in the car. I want to go back to Shipshewana and not be afraid to try and go for a ride in one of the horse drawn buggies. I want to be able to ENJOY walking around to shop there, and in the giant Shipshewana flea market.
I want to be able to stop taking my insulin, diabetic meds, cholesterol and blood pressure meds.
I am now, and will continue to receive social support from my friends and family through blogging about my journey and reading their comments. I have friends who have been helping with child care so I can come to my appointments. I have one saint of a friend who has agreed to keep our children at her home (which is two and a half hours from our home) for the time I’m in the hospital.
My church family is being very supportive, especially our Pastor and his wife, as their son-in-law had this very surgery two years ago. He is also a pastor and has sent me encouraging email. Although it’s too far for me to come to the support group meetings (and would be difficult to get child car for those times), I am, and will continue to be, an active participant in the Henry Ford Hospital bariatric patient support group on yahoo groups. After my surgery, ladies from our church will bring meals for my husband and children for about a week, and will be of help in whatever ways they are able.
I am very excited about receiving this tool that will help me change my life.
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Paperwork, paperwork!
I’ve begun working on the questionnaires I have to fill out and have with me next Wednesday when I see the surgeon and the cardio exercise specialist for the first time, and have been considering what I want to put into my “letter of intent” that I also have to have written before my appointment. I’m thinking that a lot of things I’ve written here in this blog will be good for the letter. I have read the book the surgeon required (“Weight Loss Surgery, finding the thin person hiding inside you” by Barbara Thompson), and have read (and re-read!) the huge binder full of information given to me at the orientation. I have given up drinking pop (as of March 31). I feel so ready to move on with this, but realize that they have their timeline and steps for a reason. I do hope that when I see the surgeon the goal he gives me for pre-surgical weight loss is an amount I’ll be able to do quickly, because they won’t schedule the surgery until I meet it, and I am really hoping to have it sometime this summer. I want to get on with the business of living a healthier, longer life. I am totally at peace with the decision I’ve made to have gastric bypass. I’ve received no negative feedback from anyone in my life, only positive and supportive, which shows me that my friends and famly are much more open minded than I realized.
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My Journeys Through Life . . . Herding Cats In New Mexico! 