It’s getting closer!

As of this morning, I have thirteen days until my surgery. That’s less than two weeks. Holy cow, how did that happen? It’s like pregnancy. The first trimester took an eternity, but the rest of it flew by. For this, it felt like eons passed while I waited to be able to say “it’s a month away” and all of a sudden we’re talking about less than a fortnight! (And now I’m patting myself on the back for being able to use “fortnight” in a post.)

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Today I have a doctor’s appointment for a checkup, just to make sure I’m shipshape and healthy and all that good stuff. I’m not worried. I’m horse-like in my healthiness. But I can’t say I’m looking forward to getting blood drawn. On the other hand, I’m interested to hear in a quantitative manner how my health has improved since losing weight over the past year.

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Next week is my pre-op appointment with my surgeon, which will partially involve both forking over a large sum of money and taking humiliating photos. I can’t say I’m looking forward to either of those things, but it’s all part of the process. And THEN, just eight days later…I’ll be gutted like a fish. Sorry. But it’s kind of true. Don’t search Google Images for abdominoplasty, btw. Unless you want to have nightmares.

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A friend is loaning me her recliner, which is where I’ll sleep for a while. Kiki is coming the following Monday to help out for a week. Now isn’t THAT an awesome friend – it’s not like I’ll get to do anything fun. Fortunately, fun for her is organizing. And there is always plenty of that at my house.

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But backing up – so many exciting things going on before the surgery. Two baby showers for dear friends, and the arrival of baby Hank in just a few days! The boys are particularly excited about seeing what Hank is going to look like. Melt.

Come on, time, move faster! Just for a little while!