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5, 4, 3, 2

So it's actually tomorrow, then, for real and true. I had meant to write things down, before it was 14 hours away, but it turns out that it takes a lot of energy to keep it together and tie up loose ends at work and with freelance stuff. There was also my birthday, and Halloween, and a friend came to visit, and suddenly it was too much and I had a little bit of a breakdown.

That was unpleasant. It started last Sunday, and then through most of Monday. I started wondering what the fuck I was doing, and feeling bad and sad and freaked out about the whole thing – not in the manic okayokayokay I have to do everything right now ohmygodohmygod kind of way, but a seriously terrible feeling of shaking, nauseous anxiety.

I made the mistake of being honest with my primary care physician about it, when I went in for my final check up, that Monday morning, and he sat down and said "Well, then you shouldn't do it. It's elective, isn't it? You should just postpone. Until next year."

And that was kind of shocking. And I thought Oh, he is probably right, because he is a doctor, and I am being stupid for doing this, aren't I. And then I kept thinking about what had me scared, and anxious, and upset, and it was that, exactly. That it was so so ridiculously stupid to put myself through major surgery on an elective basis, isn't it. I mean, who the hell do I think I am, doing this for no reason except I want to? What if something happens to me, and then I am hurting everyone who loves me because I decided that elective surgery was a so-great idea? My life is pretty wonderful, and it isn't that bad, being morbidly obese, and maybe someday I'll lose the weight but if I don't, that's okay, and what the hell am I doing?

It was bad. And then I thought wait – selfish? I think I am being selfish? I don't want to end up like my mother in ten years, diabetic and on a CPAP machine, with degenerative joint disease, and that's selfish? I am a low-risk patient. I am not going to do something major like this and fuck it up. I am not doing this on a whim. What the fuck is wrong with me, thinking it's selfish to do something for my health, physically and emotionally? Wow.

So, I got over it. And in the past week, I've been equal parts crazed and excited and tired (quit caffeine. That sucks) and still nervous. Because, well, I'm not stupid.

Now we're at a hotel in San Jose (because my insurance sucks, and would not let me go to CPMC, which is like, a ten minute cab ride away from my house). I am finishing up my three day bowel prep which is supposed to be easier than the normal one-day flush out your system with lye and a scrubbing brush kind of prep that usually happens, but I am finding it sucks a lot. I have not et for three days, and the laxatives made me wildly yack-up sick yesterday, and that was fun, and now today I just want to sleep a lot. Lack of calories, I'm guessing, will do that to you. I have probably lost like, ten pounds, which means my liver will get all small and cute and make my surgery easier. Go me!

Guy, who has been wonderful, has gone out to take a walk on his own. He is more nervous than I am. He has been incredible. My friends have been incredibly supportive and kind – watching my cat and sending me the best emails ever, and just generally being great. You guys, reading this blog, have also been great – thanks so much for you emails and your good luck and your best wishes. Think of me tomorrow morning, 9:30 PST. I'll see you on the other side.

  1. Anonymous Anonymous | 7:36 PM |  

    Lots and lots of love to you and Guy.

    It's going to be awesome.

  2. Blogger Dee | 8:38 PM |  

    thinking about you and sending you good healing vibes ;D

    This is going to be such an exciting ride! Good luck to you and Guy and the rest of the fam.

  3. Blogger Tania | 10:54 PM |  

    I am so glad you didn't postpone your surgery, good luck with everything, having supportive people surrounding you will make it so much easier :)

  4. Anonymous Anonymous | 6:18 AM |  

    will be thinking of you anne! all the best! onward and downward :)

  5. Anonymous Anonymous | 7:48 AM |  

    Anne...sending happy, healing, healthy, calorie-free thoughts your way. I can't wait to hear how things went! Hugs...

  6. Anonymous Anonymous | 8:13 AM |  

    Best of luck...you have a lot of people thinking about you!!

  7. Anonymous Anonymous | 10:24 AM |  

    Anne, Best of luck to you and guy. Please keep us posted on your recovery. Cheers. Ozlem

  8. Blogger Mamato2boys | 10:39 AM |  

    Wishing you a text book surgery and speedy recovery! Can't wait for the updates!

    Hugs!
    Ang

  9. Anonymous Anonymous | 11:18 AM |  

    You do realize the name of your blog is going to have to be changed to something like, "Hello, I used to be fat"...I am so happy for you, good luck and stay healthy, I know your gonna be happy!

  10. Anonymous Anonymous | 11:39 AM |  

    Good luck! Wishing you a swift recovery, health and happiness.

    -beth

  11. Anonymous Anonymous | 12:31 PM |  

    Good luck & hope you have a quick and easy recovery. I am looking forward to reading about what a success it was!

  12. Blogger Rosemary Riveter | 12:31 PM |  

    Best wishes, and a speedy recovery for you. It's after noon, so imagine you may be in surgery still, I waggle my fingers towards San Jose and think happy straightforward surgery thoughts for you!

  13. Anonymous Anonymous | 1:28 PM |  

    {{{ Best Wishes and Good Vibes }}} to you and Guy. Here's to happy, healthy healing, and the kind of life you want.

  14. Blogger K | 1:47 PM |  

    Good luck and all the best.

  15. Blogger Jennette Fulda | 2:18 PM |  

    I was going to wish good luck, but then I looked at the post date and saw that you've already had your surgery by now! So good luck retroactively. I'll send the good luck through a wormhole in the space-time continuum and it will hit you right before your surgery.

    Be sure to keep us posted on how it went.

  16. Blogger mo pie | 4:51 PM |  

    She is out of surgery, and it went well!

  17. Anonymous Anonymous | 10:49 PM |  

    Woo! It's great to hear that it went well. :D

  18. Anonymous Anonymous | 2:12 PM |  

    Congratulations! Welcome to the world of the switched!

  19. Anonymous Anonymous | 9:47 AM |  

    how about - hello, i am fat like hell - no you didn't just call me fat!, hello, i'm fat-free or hello, my fat took a left at albuquerque,....goodluck

  20. Anonymous Anonymous | 1:59 PM |  

    Hurry back, Anne!

  21. Blogger Megan | 11:31 AM |  

    Glad we got an update, and even gladder that things went well. Wishing you a full recovery and a healthy, sexy body.

  22. Anonymous Anonymous | 7:28 AM |  

    It has been ages since I read my blogs, and you are a great writer! Please feel better soon!

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