nine days left

Today is day two of the ten day pre-op diet. It is going well, i'm not very hungry and when I am I just live off this bomb potato soup I made and then liquefied. haha.

I'm nervous about everything to come, its not the far away at all, and the days are going by very fast. I am worried that this will get in the way of the bond I have with audrey because I won't be able to pick her up for a while. I'm nervous about my family not being as supportive as they could because they are secretly jealous that I am getting to do this. I am worried that I won't get the hang of four ounces of food, I'm worried that I wont drink enough water and get dehydrated.

However, I know exactly why I am doing this. I have to be healthy for my daughter. I want my joints to stop hurting, I want to climb a flight of stairs and not have to stop at the top and catch my breath. I want to wear sleeveless shirts. I want to wear shorts, go to the beach, etc. I want to be happy with the way I look for the first time in my life.

The light at the end of the tunnel far outweighs the bumpy path that gets me there. :thumbup: