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Count down begins! I start my pre-op diet today and 2 weeks until my surgery date. EEEEEKKKK!!!! I am worried about being hungry this first few days. I brought a PowerAide Zero, two protein shakes and sugar free pudding. Lets see how this goes.
I am scheduled for my EGD on Thursday. I drove out to the surgery center on Saturday so I could make sure I know where it is and to also find a hotel for me and my husband to stay at the night before my surgey. The drive is AWFUL!!! Lots of traffic, construction and really far.
I found a great hotel right down the street so that is one more thing I can cross off my list of "to-do's".
I weighed myself this morning and I am at 199. I am hearing that you can lose up to 20 pounds during the pre-op diet phase. Fingers crossed.

Up until Saturday it was a hope. It was a prayer. It wasn't quite real. I was on the way and doing my best to maintain a level of calmness because if I didn't get approved for surgery I didn't want to be upset. I would've been upset anyway but I certainly would have been MORE upset had I gotten excited, told everyone I knew, and then didn't get approved.
 
When my surgeon's coordinator told met that she was submitting my paperwork for approval I asked her how long is the "usual" turnaround for my insurance. She said it's been as short as 2 days and as long as two weeks. She called me as I was leaving for vacation. I was happy that all of my insurance work was officially done before I left. I went on vacation feeling like I accomplished something.
 
Not 24 hours later my happiness and feeling of accomplishment was eclipsed by the anxiety of the wait. Did I make it? Why would they NOT approve me? They don't approve people every single day so maybe there was something they could use to deny me. Ugh. I tried to put it out of my mind and just enjoy myself but it was hard.
 
When we returned from vacation I waited for the phone call. It's been a week now. Still no call. On Friday I told my husband that I didn't think that I was approved. He asked why would they deny me. I thought maybe we haven't had this insurance long enough, maybe I need to try something else, maybe, maybe, MAYBE. I went to bed Friday feeling a little defeated.
 
On Saturday when I checked the mail there was a letter from my surgeon's office. I wasn't expecting a letter. I was approved. All of a sudden it seemed like stress and pressure of 30 years of battling my weight were finally released and I cried.
 
I should have known that it's always darkest before dawn. Always.
 
I'm approved. I'm ready. This is going to be the fight of my life... FOR MY LIFE. I know it won't be easy. I know that it won't be pretty. I do know that it will be absolutely worth it and now it's going to happen.
 
Why didn't they call? She didn't want to bother me on vacation.
 
Another lesson in just letting things happen as they should.