It's a Date

Yay!  My surgery date has been set for November 7th, one month away.  I'm so excited.  Not for surgery of course, but for getting my next chapter in life going.

First up will be the endoscopy, then visits to the psychologist, the dietician and a GP.  All of this is before my actual surgery date.

I'm looking forward to starting 2015 as a whole new person with a much better outlook on life.

I've joined a couple of groups online that are for 'Sleevers' as we are called lol and it is interesting to see what other people have done, how they have coped, what they have gone through.

The one constant I have noticed is that everyone has been successful :)

Aside from the occasional person who has had a lot of pain post surgery, or trouble with flavours etc, everyone is happy they have had the surgery done.  That in itself gives me such a great feeling.

It does feel strange still that I have made this completely and utterly selfish choice to do this.  This operation is completely for me, because I want it done, and that feels really strange.  I feel guilty, but, at the same time, I am not backing out.

I know I need this and I know this is exactly what will give me back the 'me' I used to be.  I know that I will be happy once I get used to everything.  I already feel my confidence returning and that is huge for me.

Beginning the change

Today was my first visit with the Bariatric Specialist, Dr. Jacob Chisholm, such a nice person.

Hubster came with me today for my initial consultation, just to make sure everything was good I think, and it's nice to have him there in case I forget to ask about something, which usually happens ;)

Initially, when I first mentioned that I wanted to take this path John wasn't happy with the idea, but he thought I was looking at gastric banding.  After the visit today and speaking with the doctor himself and reading up I think he has seen just how much thought I have put into this and it isn't some quick cure-all but more a reset button for me.

Times like this I am glad we have paid thousands of dollars over the last 20 years in private health cover, it comes in handy that's for sure.

I can't help but feel excited now.  I feel like I am going to have somebody who is fully on my side through this next journey I have chosen to take. That other 'somebody' being the surgery.  I realise to some that this whole process and my way of thinking is probably strange, but this is not about anybody else but myself and it is for myself.  This is the first totally selfish choice I have made in my adult life and it feels strangely exciting.

I know it is not going to be walk into hospital a size 22 and walk out a size 10, and I am totally fine with that, but what it is, is the beginning of my promise to myself that by the time I turn 50, next year, I will be in the best physical and psychological health possible.  I have made this promise to myself for the last 3 years and now I am taking steps to ensure it happens.

It is going to be interesting going through Christmas dinner, that's for sure hehe, perhaps pureed Christmas pudding and custard will be it lol  At least I will know inside that it won't be my last and that my next will be even healthier and happier :)

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