Let me preface this post by saying, yes, I’m going to tell you about how I pooped my pants. If you don’t want to read about that, I’ll be sure to mark it out, and you can skip it. It’s not horribly gross, but I know some people have issues with poop. Consider yourself warned. It has been a month. And I am proud to say I have not vomited. And up until yesterday (the actual anniversary) I had not “dumped.” Dumping Syndrome is a thing where you eat something you’re not supposed

Originall yposted on Facebook on August 25, 2013 OK. Today is a bit scary. It’s the last day. And as someone at the party I was just at said, anytime you go under (for surgery), it gets a little scary. The reality of what’s going to happen has sort of set in. That it’s really going to happen. It’s almost like this past week has been a dream because it didn’t feel real. And now it feels very real. That’s right. I was at a party. Less than 24 hours before life altering surgery

Originally posted on Facebook on August 24, 2013 Surgery Countdown – 2 Days. I did something super hard today… And it might not seem super hard to you, but it was super hard for me. Remember this ad? I’ve got a few things that I always have put together. Movies in a theater and popcorn is one of them. I’ve cut down on the butter product over the years (sometimes I don’t have any!). But there is something about the delicious crunchy-ness and settling in in the dark to watch so

Originally posted on Facebook on August 23, 2013 Surgery Countdown – 3 Days. Today I met a client at Panera. I drank my protein shake on the way over so I wouldn’t be tempted at all to indulge. And I didn’t, just so you aren’t overly concerned. But let me tell you, nothing smells so freaking good as an asiago cheese bagel going through the toaster. I literally had to stop talking and swallow because my mouth was salivating. And even though I wasn’t hungry, MAN, did I miss the

Originally posted on Facebook on August 22, 2013 Surgery Countdown – 4 days. Interesting things today…. I’m tired. Not eating is hard work! And my stomach is grumbling like an 80’s punk rock band…. maybe from no solidness, maybe from being hungry, who knows… But it is loud, and I’m pretty certain the people sitting next to me this morning heard it. Headaches are ebbing, thanks to Gabrielle‘s peppermint oil trick and an amazing amount of water. And fluffy friendly kitties who