Truth be told, I'm absolutely terrified. Truth be told, I'm absolutely thrilled. Right now, currently, the terror is sort of out-weighing the ecstatic feeling, but it changes from minute to minute, I kid you not. Earlier tonight I kept thinking, "I can't believe my stomach is going to be normal-sized again." And then I thought, "Dur... Bariatric patients don't have normal-sized stomachs you dummy!"
But then a little epiphany came: This IS normal for me. A stomach the size of a chicken egg, only being able to eat three to six ounces at any given meal... that seems NORMAL to me now. It's funny because the more I talk about, the more excited I get. The more I think about it, the more terrified I get. I think it's because when I talk, I get to talk about all of the good things that I KNOW are going to come from this surgery. When I think, I can allow myself to think about the pain and the drugs and the hospital and the pain and the car ride home and the pain and the sitting in a chair for two weeks and the pain... see a common theme? I'm just afraid I'll be a complete wuss who screams her fool head off trying to get out of a chair like I was last time. Then again, I have about one hundred and thirty pounds LESS to hoist out of that chair then I did last time. Ha.
Tomorrow's menu is as follows (I'm only allowed three shakes, much to my chagrin. I would much rather it be a shake every two hours, but that'd be WAY too high in calories)
- Double scoop Dutch Chocolate Isopure
- Single scoop White Chocolate Whey Gourmet
- Double scoop Nectar Strawberry Kiwi
- Lean Cuisine for dinner, (I'm allowed per the surgeon's instructions since my BMI is under forty. However, the meal must be free of pasta, rice, or potatoes.)
- All of the water, Crystal Lite and tea my little heart desires

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