Cookie

So my nickname since i was about 5 years old is Cookie. I was named this by my father and so began my love affair with cookies. I can bake any kind, eat just about any kind, and love the smell of them cooking. So as I sit in Panera Bread typing this message all of the lucious smells that go hand in hand with cookies are surrounding me. Then it dawns on me, I haven't had a cookie in how long?! It doesn't even seem real. I honestly can't recall the last time I had a cookie...wow.

I'm active again. Walking about 30-45 minutes a day (can't believe the great weather this time of year) and its helping. My energy is returning and I'm feeling the burn. I go see my surgeon on Thursday for my first preop and presumably my first fill. Wish me luck. I had a mishap with one of my wounds opening but I went into the ER and they took care of it. Hopefully a huge ugly scar won't result from it. Haven't gone back to work yet and I'm not looking forward to it....if you're pre-op do yourself the favor of taking the time off! It really helps!