When does it all become too much to handle?
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I am exactly one month to the day away from my Gastric sleeve surgery. This Thursday I finish my pre-surgery testing including the full bloodwork, venous doppler scan, and my last appt with my nutritionist. Friday is my clearance appt with my general Dr.
But now that I'm nearing the end of this initial journey toward surgery - when does the stress become too much to handle?
Friday, Saturday and Sunday (following my clearance), I will be moving into my new apartment. That, on top of this crazy/stupid full time job I have (crazy doesn't even begin to describe it.... a hotel with hookers, drunken idiots for 4 days, and a schizo welfare woman who thinks every black male who works in the hotel is out to get her, is just the icing on the cake), my daughter in foster care with my parents (so my direct support and encouragement is a step back because of the situation), constant drs and court dates and visitation days, and whatever else has to be done in preparation for my surgery and time out of work..... I'm just feeling massive amounts of stress. At a few points during the journey, I questioned if it was all worth it. Is it worth the time and effort? Will it be worth feeling crummy for a few weeks? Will it be worth not being able to hold and carry and change my daughter for a few weeks? Will it be worth the time from work? Is there not ENOUGH going on that I needed yet another major event in my life right now?
Then I remember the pain in my feet from working at a hotel for 4 days straight. And then the throbbing in my back from holding my 27 lb beauty. And then the rough sleep from not being able to breathe at night, or the difficulty of carrying a box up 2 flights of stairs and feeling light headed when I get there. The memory of Dorney Park with my daughter over the summer still burns - being told my the ride attendant that I can't stay on the teacups with my 1 1/2 year old if I can't get the stupid seat belt on. And then I kneel down at night to give her a bath, and I get shooting pain in both of my knees from all of the weight.....
So is it worth it? I think so. I think if I was able to maneuver the other things in life a little better, I wouldn't find this time to be so rough. I think if I could figure out how to even out all the other random difficult things, this event and journey wouldn't be as difficult. It actually is the only thing that is a piece of cake (absolutely no puns intended on that one) out of all the insanity that rules my life. And it's for her. And it's for me. When will doing something for me and something that will make me happy in the long run be my main goal?
This is my time. This is my time to shine and make things a little easier. Just need to get past all the fluff.