Well, I have really felt like I should post every night this week, but I actually don't have much to say. Nothing funny, or cute, or even interesting. In fact, I feel blah this week. I think it is a little depression, and some leftover disappointment.
Now, I KNOW that the timing will be better in June. I KNOW this in my heart of hearts, but when I saw that countdown calendar on my clock go from 5 days to 100+ days, a little bit of my heart broke. Well, cracked, anyway. Not broken. I just have to find my "get up and go" again.
I woke up yesterday, and asked Dan if I could call into work "disappointed." We didn't think that would fly, so I went on in. However, I didn't even make it to my room before Sadie got sick. She had a migraine, and it snowballed. We ended up at the doctor, and then the imaging center for a head CT, then the eye doctor. Yeah, she needs glasses now! So, no, I didn't have time for surgery and kids and school all at once.
I also have just physically not been 100% this week. My feet are swelling, and I haven't had that happen in a long time! And I can't figure out why, because all I drink is water and the occasional protein shake. (FYI - I have been drinking at least 90 ounces of water a day!) I have not given in and had a Diet Pepsi! That is a victory this week.
Anyway, I am taking a few "sad" days, but I am still trying to watch what I am eating. I am tossing around a few ideas to kick-start this next 20 pounds. I CAN do this. I WILL do this. I MUST do this. (Can you tell, that is my pep-talk for me?)
Thanks for reading my pity-party tonight. I'll try to do better next time!
FYI - Per my countdown calendar, it is 96 days until my surgery! Yay!!!
Have a blessed week.
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Sunday, February 23, 2014
A Totally Different Plan
Well, I sit here tonight with a full belly. (Well, it ought to be full, I ate my dinner. But as Sadie and Katniss Everdeen say, this is an "empty day." This is so not where I thought I would be a week ago. I envisioned myself packed up for surgery, getting ready to have a day of clear liquids and antibiotics, not writing lesson plans and getting lunches ready for school. But things change. It is is God's time, not mine.
That being said, this post is probably going to be a little scattered, as there are several things I want to touch on.
1. Friday afternoon, we took the kids and went to dinner very early. Like, 4:00 p.m. As soon as I got out of school. We went to Outback, and it was great! When we were leaving, we ran into my oldest friend and her family (mother, sister, husband, father - all of them). It was great to take a few minutes and catch up. We were all leaving at the same time, and I just have to say I noticed the funniest thing. As I sat in my white mini-van, with my husband in a plaid shirt driving, with my daughter and son in the backseat, I watched my BFF from 4th grade through college pull out. In her white mini-van. With her husband in a plaid shirt driving. With her son and daughter in the backseat. Our friends from high school who all said we would grow up and live together would have never let us live that down!
(Random, I know, but funny in my world.)
2. Dan is really taking this "postponement" seriously. You see, I sent him a text on Thursday that basically said "No surgery. Take me out to eat somewhere bad." Well, he was here to be my strength this weekend. On Thursday night, he cooked me an egg white omelet for dinner. (I had asked for grilled cheese.) He did take me out on Friday, but we all ate sensibly. Then, on both Saturday and Sunday mornings he has made me healthy food. Friday, when he kissed me goodbye, he made me promise not to eat bad. So I promised. Then, I got to school and ate a sausage and biscuit. Oohhh...It was not nice. After egg whites and protein drinks for breakfast, that was too much. I was miserable all morning. (But I only drank a shake and ate some peanuts for lunch to make up for it!) I love that he is so encouraging to me! Even when I am a grumpy cat. I also love that he cooks me breakfast on the weekends. :)
3. A neat "God note:" Last Tuesday at school, one of my Lawndale mom-friends came by to bring me some protein powder and a hug of support,. Then, that Tuesday night, God placed a friend at the soccer field. We have not visited in ages, but got a nice visit in during the game. Then, on Wednesday, a few family members called just to check on me. People I haven't talked to in a while. At church Wednesday night, I was blessed to have a few minutes to talk to some friends about the surgery, and what was coming up. (You see, I believe God was showing me that He has placed people here to support me during this. He knew what was coming, even though I didn't.) Thursday, prior to making the "fateful trip" to the doctor, I called Dan, and he spoke sensibly to me about possibilities of rescheduling. Then, on Thursday afternoon, I found out that another acquaintance is going through the exact same thing, and is having to postpone her surgery as well. Then, he placed my "surrogate family" from childhood and I at the same restaurant on Friday afternoon. Friday night, I got to fellowship with some friends from church again, and received untold support. Saturday, another old friend contacted me. Coincidence? I think not. God is showing me that He has a plan. He is in control. He knew I would be down, and disappointed, so he provided me with a long list of godly women to be there as my support. Wow! All of that trouble for me!
4. One more random fact. As I was helping Jon Carter with his report on John F. Kennedy, we came to a mention of the James Meredith incident at Ole Miss. I vaguely remembered my Baby Dot talking about it at a gathering, but couldn't remember what she said. So, I called her, and she told me that my grandfather had been in the National Guard during that time, and that he had been sent to Ole Miss during the riots. (Those of you who know me, know that I am not a history buff, but that is cool to me.) She told me about him not having any ammunition in his guns, and having to just take the abuse from the protesters. She then also told me about his time in Korea. Here I am, 39 years old, learning new stories about my Granddaddy.
Have a great week guys! It will be a busy one for the Reids, as all "cancelled" activities are back on the schedule!
That being said, this post is probably going to be a little scattered, as there are several things I want to touch on.
1. Friday afternoon, we took the kids and went to dinner very early. Like, 4:00 p.m. As soon as I got out of school. We went to Outback, and it was great! When we were leaving, we ran into my oldest friend and her family (mother, sister, husband, father - all of them). It was great to take a few minutes and catch up. We were all leaving at the same time, and I just have to say I noticed the funniest thing. As I sat in my white mini-van, with my husband in a plaid shirt driving, with my daughter and son in the backseat, I watched my BFF from 4th grade through college pull out. In her white mini-van. With her husband in a plaid shirt driving. With her son and daughter in the backseat. Our friends from high school who all said we would grow up and live together would have never let us live that down!
(Random, I know, but funny in my world.)
2. Dan is really taking this "postponement" seriously. You see, I sent him a text on Thursday that basically said "No surgery. Take me out to eat somewhere bad." Well, he was here to be my strength this weekend. On Thursday night, he cooked me an egg white omelet for dinner. (I had asked for grilled cheese.) He did take me out on Friday, but we all ate sensibly. Then, on both Saturday and Sunday mornings he has made me healthy food. Friday, when he kissed me goodbye, he made me promise not to eat bad. So I promised. Then, I got to school and ate a sausage and biscuit. Oohhh...It was not nice. After egg whites and protein drinks for breakfast, that was too much. I was miserable all morning. (But I only drank a shake and ate some peanuts for lunch to make up for it!) I love that he is so encouraging to me! Even when I am a grumpy cat. I also love that he cooks me breakfast on the weekends. :)
3. A neat "God note:" Last Tuesday at school, one of my Lawndale mom-friends came by to bring me some protein powder and a hug of support,. Then, that Tuesday night, God placed a friend at the soccer field. We have not visited in ages, but got a nice visit in during the game. Then, on Wednesday, a few family members called just to check on me. People I haven't talked to in a while. At church Wednesday night, I was blessed to have a few minutes to talk to some friends about the surgery, and what was coming up. (You see, I believe God was showing me that He has placed people here to support me during this. He knew what was coming, even though I didn't.) Thursday, prior to making the "fateful trip" to the doctor, I called Dan, and he spoke sensibly to me about possibilities of rescheduling. Then, on Thursday afternoon, I found out that another acquaintance is going through the exact same thing, and is having to postpone her surgery as well. Then, he placed my "surrogate family" from childhood and I at the same restaurant on Friday afternoon. Friday night, I got to fellowship with some friends from church again, and received untold support. Saturday, another old friend contacted me. Coincidence? I think not. God is showing me that He has a plan. He is in control. He knew I would be down, and disappointed, so he provided me with a long list of godly women to be there as my support. Wow! All of that trouble for me!
4. One more random fact. As I was helping Jon Carter with his report on John F. Kennedy, we came to a mention of the James Meredith incident at Ole Miss. I vaguely remembered my Baby Dot talking about it at a gathering, but couldn't remember what she said. So, I called her, and she told me that my grandfather had been in the National Guard during that time, and that he had been sent to Ole Miss during the riots. (Those of you who know me, know that I am not a history buff, but that is cool to me.) She told me about him not having any ammunition in his guns, and having to just take the abuse from the protesters. She then also told me about his time in Korea. Here I am, 39 years old, learning new stories about my Granddaddy.
Have a great week guys! It will be a busy one for the Reids, as all "cancelled" activities are back on the schedule!
Thursday, February 20, 2014
I Am in the Oven - Or, God is Making Me Stronger
If you read my post from yesterday, you will know what I mean. God is putting me to the test. You will also know that there was a chance the surgery would be postponed. So, I went in today, and here is the story.
Disclaimer: I have purposely been vague about the numbers in all of my posts. I am not proud of what my weight was, or even what it is now. Someday, I may share that information, but not today. Today we will stick to BMI, which is bad enough.)
In order to safely have this procedure done, a person should have a BMI of 55 or lower. On my first visit to Dr. Penson, my BMI was 64. Yep. That's not a typo. That was in late June 2013. On my visit on 2/5/14, it was down to 58. Big change. But not big enough. So, today, I went in for a weight check, and I was at 57. I need to lose 19 more pounds before he wants to do the surgery. This is for my health. That will put me at a BMI of 54, which will increase the safety of the surgery greatly. I had the option of changing the date until March 25, only 4 weeks. And I could have done that. However, Dan and I talked, and we think it will be better to wait until I am out of school for the summer. It will be easier in arranging people to take care of the kids, and it will be less of a financial burden. So, June 3 it is.
Yes, I have cried. And cried. And cried. I will probably continue to cry for a while. I am horribly disappointed. But I also have peace. It is the peace that passes understanding. I thought I would be a basket case. But I'm not. This is in God's hand. I learned last night - He will not forsake me. He has been with since the get-go, and He is with me now. I may not be 100% pleased with his plans, but I am ok.
I have said for the last several months that if I was told I could not have the surgery, I would continue with the lifestyle changes and taking care of myself. So I will do that now. And it is NOT cancelled. It is postponed.
That said, please keep praying for me. I am probably going to have a few ups and downs for a while.
However, I want to post my positives. In the bariatric surgery world these are called NSVs (Non-Scale Victories)
Disclaimer: I have purposely been vague about the numbers in all of my posts. I am not proud of what my weight was, or even what it is now. Someday, I may share that information, but not today. Today we will stick to BMI, which is bad enough.)
In order to safely have this procedure done, a person should have a BMI of 55 or lower. On my first visit to Dr. Penson, my BMI was 64. Yep. That's not a typo. That was in late June 2013. On my visit on 2/5/14, it was down to 58. Big change. But not big enough. So, today, I went in for a weight check, and I was at 57. I need to lose 19 more pounds before he wants to do the surgery. This is for my health. That will put me at a BMI of 54, which will increase the safety of the surgery greatly. I had the option of changing the date until March 25, only 4 weeks. And I could have done that. However, Dan and I talked, and we think it will be better to wait until I am out of school for the summer. It will be easier in arranging people to take care of the kids, and it will be less of a financial burden. So, June 3 it is.
Yes, I have cried. And cried. And cried. I will probably continue to cry for a while. I am horribly disappointed. But I also have peace. It is the peace that passes understanding. I thought I would be a basket case. But I'm not. This is in God's hand. I learned last night - He will not forsake me. He has been with since the get-go, and He is with me now. I may not be 100% pleased with his plans, but I am ok.
I have said for the last several months that if I was told I could not have the surgery, I would continue with the lifestyle changes and taking care of myself. So I will do that now. And it is NOT cancelled. It is postponed.
That said, please keep praying for me. I am probably going to have a few ups and downs for a while.
However, I want to post my positives. In the bariatric surgery world these are called NSVs (Non-Scale Victories)
- I only have 1 pair of pants that fit. Everything else is too big. (I may have to buy a pair or 2 to make it to June!)
- I have lost 2.5 inches from my waist, and 3.5 from my hips.
- I have learned to enjoy exercise and movement.
- I have quit drinking sodas. (My goal is to remain soda-free. I may have one occasionally, but I won't buy them to keep at the house.
- And last, but NOT least, I am so much closer to God than I was 9 months ago when I started this journey. And that is what its about, right. Growing closer to God.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Joshua, The Strong and Courageous Truth Tracker - LONG post!
I know - everyone wants to know what that title is about right? Well, here it goes. (FYI - This could be a long one!)
Last night, at the soccer field, I had a friend come up and give me hug. We started talking about the surgery, and how things were going, and I got a little teary-eyed. Well, we all know I take the crazy pill (Zoloft - not a MAJOR crazy pill, just a wee little one), and the crazy pill doesn't let me cry very much. I was surprised, by the tears. But I was also so blessed by this visit with Christe', because we just don't have time to hang out. She made my night, and promised to pray for me. Especially on Monday, the pre-surgery, massive-dose of antibiotics on a clear liquid diet, drink a bottle of laxative day. (As she pointed out, I will need a LOT of prayer intervention on that day!)
Then, I woke up tearful AGAIN this morning. Listening to the radio made me get teary, talking to the kids coming into school made me teary. Weird, right? Nothing emotional at all. So, I take my teary-eyed self on over to Tupelo High School, and when I pull up I hear the announcement to start dismissing for the Black History program. Well, fiddlesticks! Everyone on campus would be there. So, I was a little frustrated/annoyed/angry. Then, I went to the program, and was so touched. The speaker was awesome, and guess what - I was crying again! Well, then I had a student think it was fun to be silly and act a fool, so I lit into him! I was so mad, and he knew it. He got a good "talking to" from Mrs. Reid today!
Then, I maybe leveled out a little. I even smiled and laughed some. And headed on to NMMC for my pre-op appointment. (FYI - I was very impressed with the efficiency today!). Then, it was time for the after school rat-race. I picked up the kiddos, and Sadie was upset about school. Well, 5th grade has not been our best year, and she was more upset than I have seen her yet, so this time, I got angry AND cried! Off to allergy shots, then a quick trip to see Dan. All of this before 5:15, when it was time to go to church, where I am teaching the lesson. Yeah - the lesson I haven't even read yet. That one.
As I drive up, my phone rings, and it is Dr. Pinson's office. They want me to come in for another weight check tomorrow, because I my BMI is still a little higher than they really want it to be when they do the surgery. The nurse practitioner says we might have to postpone. All of this as I am sitting in the van in the church parking lot. Yep - you guessed it. I was crying again. This totally freaked me out. My mother-in-law has taken off work to come stay with the kids, Dan has taken off to be with me, I have the house keeper coming, the insurance papers/FMLA papers are filled out, the pre-op is done. I am nearly through with my lists. I CANNOT postpone this surgery. I have made plans. (I guess the key word there is "I")
Now - to the title... (Background - our Wednesday night Bible study is called Truth Trackers). Tonight's lesson is on Joshua, the Strong and Courageous Truth Tracker. I start reading the lesson, and the tears start again. Tonight's verse was Joshua 1:9, "Be strong and courageous, do not be terrified. Do not be discouraged. For the Lord, your God, is with you wherever you go."
It seems that Joshua was scared (I am) and that God reminded him several times, "Be strong and courageous." Another verse that we talked about was Deuteronomy 31:6. "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” Wow. He will never forsake me. Hmm... Even if my surgery is changed, God won't forsake me. Nice thought. The analogy tonight was that of a cake (Really? Cake? And we had chocolate chip cookies for a snack. And I didn't eat a one!)
Cake Analogy: You have to follow a recipe, to make a "successful" cake.
Ingredients:
1. Cake Mix - The mix of the trinity. The cake mix consists of flour, sugar, and baking soda. 3 things. Like God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit.
2. Oil - the Anointing Oil of the Holy Spirit. You need oil to give the cake the right consistency. We need the anointing oil of the Holy Spirit to give us consistent direction and instruction.
3. Eggs- Wisdom. You need eggs to make the recipe stick together, otherwise you would end up with a flat mess. We need wisdom to complete God's tasks.
4. Water - Righteousness. The cake needs water. We need water. Water to wash away our sins, so that we can do what God asks of us.
5. Chocolate Chips - Trust. Chocolate chips look small, but they are what makes the cake special. We may feel small, but we make things special. We may not think we can do a mighty thing, but we have to trust God so that he can work through us.
6. Finally - All of these things are great. Mixed together, you have a great recipe. But it is not a cake yet. In order to become a cake, it must go through the hot oven. Just like us. Sometimes, God need us to go through the fire, the trials, in order to learn to trust Him.
Now, what does this "cake" have to do with me? What about Joshua? He was called to lead the Israelites, not lose weight. Well, Joshua was strong. I think I am strong. Joshua was scared. Yeah, me too. And God promised not to leave Joshua. Well, He promised me that too. Joshua had to face the fire. And now, I am having to face the fire. God may not want this surgery to be on Tuesday. He has His reasons. As Jeremiah 29:11 says, "For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you, and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Key word there - God has plans. They are probably a little better than mine, as He knows my future, and I don't.
Now, that is not to say the surgery is cancelled or postponed. I just have to go in for another weight check tomorrow. I am praying that if he feels the surgery is safe, and that I have lost enough (or will, once I start the liquids), that things will go on as planned. But, I right now, the oven is on 350, and I am starting to bake. I will not let this derail me. God has brought me this far, He will take me the rest of the way. That said, I am going to say my prayers and go to sleep.
Oh, and another God thing - He has placed so many encouraging people in my path in the last 24 hours it is unbelievable! My phone has been ringing all day, and lots of texts of support. Oh, and my church friends, who let me vent and cry! Evidently, God placed me on some hearts today. Just one more way to praise Him! (Thanks, Audrey, Amy, Kerri, Atonya, and Terri). I am blessed. It will happen in His time, not mine.
I will update again tomorrow, when I know more.
Last night, at the soccer field, I had a friend come up and give me hug. We started talking about the surgery, and how things were going, and I got a little teary-eyed. Well, we all know I take the crazy pill (Zoloft - not a MAJOR crazy pill, just a wee little one), and the crazy pill doesn't let me cry very much. I was surprised, by the tears. But I was also so blessed by this visit with Christe', because we just don't have time to hang out. She made my night, and promised to pray for me. Especially on Monday, the pre-surgery, massive-dose of antibiotics on a clear liquid diet, drink a bottle of laxative day. (As she pointed out, I will need a LOT of prayer intervention on that day!)
Then, I woke up tearful AGAIN this morning. Listening to the radio made me get teary, talking to the kids coming into school made me teary. Weird, right? Nothing emotional at all. So, I take my teary-eyed self on over to Tupelo High School, and when I pull up I hear the announcement to start dismissing for the Black History program. Well, fiddlesticks! Everyone on campus would be there. So, I was a little frustrated/annoyed/angry. Then, I went to the program, and was so touched. The speaker was awesome, and guess what - I was crying again! Well, then I had a student think it was fun to be silly and act a fool, so I lit into him! I was so mad, and he knew it. He got a good "talking to" from Mrs. Reid today!
Then, I maybe leveled out a little. I even smiled and laughed some. And headed on to NMMC for my pre-op appointment. (FYI - I was very impressed with the efficiency today!). Then, it was time for the after school rat-race. I picked up the kiddos, and Sadie was upset about school. Well, 5th grade has not been our best year, and she was more upset than I have seen her yet, so this time, I got angry AND cried! Off to allergy shots, then a quick trip to see Dan. All of this before 5:15, when it was time to go to church, where I am teaching the lesson. Yeah - the lesson I haven't even read yet. That one.
As I drive up, my phone rings, and it is Dr. Pinson's office. They want me to come in for another weight check tomorrow, because I my BMI is still a little higher than they really want it to be when they do the surgery. The nurse practitioner says we might have to postpone. All of this as I am sitting in the van in the church parking lot. Yep - you guessed it. I was crying again. This totally freaked me out. My mother-in-law has taken off work to come stay with the kids, Dan has taken off to be with me, I have the house keeper coming, the insurance papers/FMLA papers are filled out, the pre-op is done. I am nearly through with my lists. I CANNOT postpone this surgery. I have made plans. (I guess the key word there is "I")
Now - to the title... (Background - our Wednesday night Bible study is called Truth Trackers). Tonight's lesson is on Joshua, the Strong and Courageous Truth Tracker. I start reading the lesson, and the tears start again. Tonight's verse was Joshua 1:9, "Be strong and courageous, do not be terrified. Do not be discouraged. For the Lord, your God, is with you wherever you go."
It seems that Joshua was scared (I am) and that God reminded him several times, "Be strong and courageous." Another verse that we talked about was Deuteronomy 31:6. "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” Wow. He will never forsake me. Hmm... Even if my surgery is changed, God won't forsake me. Nice thought. The analogy tonight was that of a cake (Really? Cake? And we had chocolate chip cookies for a snack. And I didn't eat a one!)
Cake Analogy: You have to follow a recipe, to make a "successful" cake.
Ingredients:
1. Cake Mix - The mix of the trinity. The cake mix consists of flour, sugar, and baking soda. 3 things. Like God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit.
2. Oil - the Anointing Oil of the Holy Spirit. You need oil to give the cake the right consistency. We need the anointing oil of the Holy Spirit to give us consistent direction and instruction.
3. Eggs- Wisdom. You need eggs to make the recipe stick together, otherwise you would end up with a flat mess. We need wisdom to complete God's tasks.
4. Water - Righteousness. The cake needs water. We need water. Water to wash away our sins, so that we can do what God asks of us.
5. Chocolate Chips - Trust. Chocolate chips look small, but they are what makes the cake special. We may feel small, but we make things special. We may not think we can do a mighty thing, but we have to trust God so that he can work through us.
6. Finally - All of these things are great. Mixed together, you have a great recipe. But it is not a cake yet. In order to become a cake, it must go through the hot oven. Just like us. Sometimes, God need us to go through the fire, the trials, in order to learn to trust Him.
In Romans 5:3-5, it says. "Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us."
Now, what does this "cake" have to do with me? What about Joshua? He was called to lead the Israelites, not lose weight. Well, Joshua was strong. I think I am strong. Joshua was scared. Yeah, me too. And God promised not to leave Joshua. Well, He promised me that too. Joshua had to face the fire. And now, I am having to face the fire. God may not want this surgery to be on Tuesday. He has His reasons. As Jeremiah 29:11 says, "For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you, and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Key word there - God has plans. They are probably a little better than mine, as He knows my future, and I don't.
Now, that is not to say the surgery is cancelled or postponed. I just have to go in for another weight check tomorrow. I am praying that if he feels the surgery is safe, and that I have lost enough (or will, once I start the liquids), that things will go on as planned. But, I right now, the oven is on 350, and I am starting to bake. I will not let this derail me. God has brought me this far, He will take me the rest of the way. That said, I am going to say my prayers and go to sleep.
Oh, and another God thing - He has placed so many encouraging people in my path in the last 24 hours it is unbelievable! My phone has been ringing all day, and lots of texts of support. Oh, and my church friends, who let me vent and cry! Evidently, God placed me on some hearts today. Just one more way to praise Him! (Thanks, Audrey, Amy, Kerri, Atonya, and Terri). I am blessed. It will happen in His time, not mine.
I will update again tomorrow, when I know more.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
The Not-So-Good Day
It was not terrible. It was not horrible. It was not "not good." It was not very bad. But it wasn't great either.
I debated on posting this or not, but I said I would post the good, the bad, and the ugly. And the last 24 hours haven't been "the good." I wouldn't say they were the bad or ugly, but not good.
A little background - Dan and I had to divide and conquer yesterday, as I had us double-booked for part of the day. So, he took Jon Carter and headed to Health Works to learn how to be a healthier parent. I took Sadie, and headed to New Albany, for her to take a test. I started off good. I ate an Atkins bowl for breakfast, took my water, and made myself a protein shake for mid-morning. Yay!!! It worked out great. I had even taken an extra snack, but didn't need it.
After returning from Sadie's test, we met up with the boys and went to lunch. Mexican. D'Casa. (Oh, how I love D'Casa!) I did good there too. I ordered fajita steak with cheese, and some avocado slices. I didn't think it would fill me up, but it did. I was impressed. FYI - I did not TOUCH a chip!
Then - on to the next appointment. A birthday party at Health Works. It was great fun catching up with old friends and family. :) I walked away during the cake, and didn't do anything but drink water while I was there.
After that, I came home and was hungry. I mean - I crashed, and I went from "OK" to "too hungry" very quickly. So, I had a boiled egg white and some sandwich meat. Well, at this point - I had pretty much met my carb quota for the day, and it was only 5 pm. But I was good, and I had a plan for dinner. Then, we decided to make an impromptu road trip to see friends. This, I had not prepared for, and didn't take anything with me. On the way home, we needed to feed the kids, and our options were either fast food or convenience store food. So, Dan opted for fast food.
Well, I did not react well to that. In retrospect, I think I was "hangry" to quote my friend Joannah. I had gotten hungry physically, and I was facing a bad case of "head hunger" as well. It was overwhelming, and I panicked. I borrowed Dan's earbuds, and tried to listen to my audiobook, but it was not helping at all. So, I moved t my Praise music. That was it. I blasted it for about 30 minutes, as I cried and prayed for strength. This helped, and I finally calmed down. And, I did not starve to death in the 45 minutes it took to get home. Imagine that!
Today, I have had no energy. None whatsoever. I did good to take a shower. My head hurts, and I am just drained. I think it is that my body is starting to run low on the stored carbs, and is having to use fat/protein for fuel. I did some research today though, and I now have a plan for eating more proteins, and keeping the "hanger" at bay. I did cook several things today to have in the refrigerator for snacks/lunches/leftovers. (I have a teachers meeting until 6 tomorrow). I have learned that planning is essential.
I also read some very inspiring chapters in Made to Crave today. They were very fitting, as they dealt with "horrible, no good days." I am feeling more refreshed now, and I am ready for bed. I had a bad day. I lived. I hit a low, and I prayed, and God provided comfort and insight. And some awesome ideas for planning ahead. I know this isn't the only low day I will have. And I know that I am not alone going through this. I have each of you, I have Dan and the kids (who are so very, very supportive), and I have God.
Now, please don't think I am having a pity party. (I did, and it is over.) I am rejoicing tonight that God was there. This is one time that I am sure there would only be one set of footprints in the sand, and they are not mine. Please continue to pray for me, as my time is getting closer.
Blessings! Have a great week!
I debated on posting this or not, but I said I would post the good, the bad, and the ugly. And the last 24 hours haven't been "the good." I wouldn't say they were the bad or ugly, but not good.
A little background - Dan and I had to divide and conquer yesterday, as I had us double-booked for part of the day. So, he took Jon Carter and headed to Health Works to learn how to be a healthier parent. I took Sadie, and headed to New Albany, for her to take a test. I started off good. I ate an Atkins bowl for breakfast, took my water, and made myself a protein shake for mid-morning. Yay!!! It worked out great. I had even taken an extra snack, but didn't need it.
After returning from Sadie's test, we met up with the boys and went to lunch. Mexican. D'Casa. (Oh, how I love D'Casa!) I did good there too. I ordered fajita steak with cheese, and some avocado slices. I didn't think it would fill me up, but it did. I was impressed. FYI - I did not TOUCH a chip!
Then - on to the next appointment. A birthday party at Health Works. It was great fun catching up with old friends and family. :) I walked away during the cake, and didn't do anything but drink water while I was there.
After that, I came home and was hungry. I mean - I crashed, and I went from "OK" to "too hungry" very quickly. So, I had a boiled egg white and some sandwich meat. Well, at this point - I had pretty much met my carb quota for the day, and it was only 5 pm. But I was good, and I had a plan for dinner. Then, we decided to make an impromptu road trip to see friends. This, I had not prepared for, and didn't take anything with me. On the way home, we needed to feed the kids, and our options were either fast food or convenience store food. So, Dan opted for fast food.
Well, I did not react well to that. In retrospect, I think I was "hangry" to quote my friend Joannah. I had gotten hungry physically, and I was facing a bad case of "head hunger" as well. It was overwhelming, and I panicked. I borrowed Dan's earbuds, and tried to listen to my audiobook, but it was not helping at all. So, I moved t my Praise music. That was it. I blasted it for about 30 minutes, as I cried and prayed for strength. This helped, and I finally calmed down. And, I did not starve to death in the 45 minutes it took to get home. Imagine that!
Today, I have had no energy. None whatsoever. I did good to take a shower. My head hurts, and I am just drained. I think it is that my body is starting to run low on the stored carbs, and is having to use fat/protein for fuel. I did some research today though, and I now have a plan for eating more proteins, and keeping the "hanger" at bay. I did cook several things today to have in the refrigerator for snacks/lunches/leftovers. (I have a teachers meeting until 6 tomorrow). I have learned that planning is essential.
I also read some very inspiring chapters in Made to Crave today. They were very fitting, as they dealt with "horrible, no good days." I am feeling more refreshed now, and I am ready for bed. I had a bad day. I lived. I hit a low, and I prayed, and God provided comfort and insight. And some awesome ideas for planning ahead. I know this isn't the only low day I will have. And I know that I am not alone going through this. I have each of you, I have Dan and the kids (who are so very, very supportive), and I have God.
Now, please don't think I am having a pity party. (I did, and it is over.) I am rejoicing tonight that God was there. This is one time that I am sure there would only be one set of footprints in the sand, and they are not mine. Please continue to pray for me, as my time is getting closer.
Blessings! Have a great week!
Friday, February 14, 2014
Day 1 Pre-op - Completed!
Ok - Brief little "pat on the back" for me today! I did it. Well, I ALMOST did it. Closer than ever before. My goal was 30g of carbohydrates today. I made it with 35. But, what's even better, I met my protein goal too.
Things I have learned so far:
Things I have learned so far:
- Non-fat powered milk will add protein to just about anything
- You can buy dehydrated peanut butter. At Wal-Mart. It is called "PB2." You can also dehydrated chocolate/peanut butter.
- When you add the dehydrated peanut butter to a vanilla protein shake, it is quite tasty.
- You can also make "coffee" ice cubes and add them to the vanilla shake, along with a tad of Dark Chocolate Almond milk and make a nice breakfast drink.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Living Water, Bread of Life
Today, on Snow Day #2, (which consisted mainly of cold rain and the constant threat of ice), I went to the gym. I didn't "feel" my audio book today, so I tried to listen to my favorite radio show, Rick and Bubba. Well, for some reason, my Tune In app wouldn't work, so I gave up on that. Moved on to Pandora, for a little peppy workout music. And it wouldn't start either. So, I just went to my music that is in my phone. I THOUGHT I clicked on my "old, fun music" playlist, but I didn't. I clicked on my Praise list. But it was music, so I started walking on that treadmill and praising God. (Yeah, this is kind of like the Diet Pepsi episode last Sunday, I am a little slow to get God's messages.) There is nothing like some old-school 4Him for praising either! I had to focus to not sing out loud. (That would be disastrous, if you have ever heard me sing!)
So, I am singing along to the wonderful songs (Couldn't We Stand, When I Need You Most,
Do Right, Where There is Faith) in my head and walking away. Then, I almost laughed out loud. A song I had not thought of in years started, "Living Water, Bread of Life." Well, as someone who has given up her drink of choice, and is now only drinking water, and someone who is on the cusp of a low-carb diet, this really struck me as ironic. Maybe this is what God is trying to tell me!
Here are the lyrics:
Jesus said, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9.
I am weak. I am well aware of that, but I will not let my weakness be a disability. I will use that weakness to call on God, and His mighty power. Through this weakness, I will grow closer to God.
Have a blessed week, friends!
Oh - And it is T-13 days and counting! :)
So, I am singing along to the wonderful songs (Couldn't We Stand, When I Need You Most,
Do Right, Where There is Faith) in my head and walking away. Then, I almost laughed out loud. A song I had not thought of in years started, "Living Water, Bread of Life." Well, as someone who has given up her drink of choice, and is now only drinking water, and someone who is on the cusp of a low-carb diet, this really struck me as ironic. Maybe this is what God is trying to tell me!
Here are the lyrics:
Like a deer panting for the water
I was thirsting for so long
I was so dry
So I set out on my journey
Not sure what I would find
But I found an everlasting river of life
I was thirsting for so long
I was so dry
So I set out on my journey
Not sure what I would find
But I found an everlasting river of life
Ooh, it's just like fallin' rain
I will never thirst again
I will never thirst again
(chorus)
Living water, bread of life
Come and quench this thirst within me
Fill this hunger deep inside
For so long I have been empty
Nothing else will satisfy
You alone are what I need Lord
Living water, bread of life
Living water, bread of life
Come and quench this thirst within me
Fill this hunger deep inside
For so long I have been empty
Nothing else will satisfy
You alone are what I need Lord
Living water, bread of life
I had looked this whole world over for the answer
Wanting just to fill this void inside
All the things that were material
They could not satisfy
For my hungering was for the bread of life
Wanting just to fill this void inside
All the things that were material
They could not satisfy
For my hungering was for the bread of life
Ooh, it came like manna from above
I can never get enough
Well, as most of you know, I am really trying hard to be low-carb right now. Not the easiest thing in the world for me. But, starting Friday, it will officially be "pre-op" diet time. From 2/14 - 2/20 my goal will be to consume less than 30g of carbs a day. That is not a lot. I have been "practicing" with my meals some this week to see how low I can get it. I know I'll be able to do it, but there will be no bread, pasta, or any of those yummy things! However, I can have plenty of the "Bread of Life" and I will be chasing it with the "Living Water." I can never get enough
Jesus said, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9.
I am weak. I am well aware of that, but I will not let my weakness be a disability. I will use that weakness to call on God, and His mighty power. Through this weakness, I will grow closer to God.
Have a blessed week, friends!
Oh - And it is T-13 days and counting! :)
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Divine Intervention
Well, today I feel the need to show 2 specific ways God has blessed me this week. I had to tell Sadie about it this afternoon, as I explained "Divine Intervention" is not coincidence.
1. Well, I spoke earlier about the "chunk of change" that I/we had to pay out of pocket for my surgery. I was a little in shock, although I knew approximately what it would cost. Well, I had the number written down on my desk, and went to check the status of my tax return. And it hit me. There was a $20 difference in our federal return, and what the surgery is costing me out of pocket. Seriously. $20. And we are supposed to get about $50 back from the state, so technically that puts us $30 in the good as far as this surgery goes. Wow. I have peace again that this is what God wants me to do.
2. Last week, in my Made to Crave Bible study, I read about how growing closer to God has more to do with positioning ourselves to for Him. About sacrificing, and self-control. Lysa talked about praying for the strength to conquer 1 thing at a time. She also talked about being ruled by things other than God. Well, I know this sounds trivial to most, but I have been ruled by Diet Pepsi for a long time. I just HAD to have one. I gave it up for 2 weeks, then made the conscious decision to have some last weekend. Well, they are gone, and I am back on the water now. But I digress. Today was a stressful day for me. Sadie woke up with a horrible cough, I didn't feel well, JC had soccer practice, and I needed to go to my mom's, Sam's Club, and Kroger. And all I wanted to do was go back to bed. So, I got up and took Sadie to the doctor. On the way there, I really wanted a Diet Pepsi. Really. I mean, it was a crazy serious craving. So I prayed, as Lysa suggested. I prayed that God would give me the strength and self-control. And the craving passed. Somewhat. But I made it. I went to Wendys, and got water. I went to Mom's, and drank water. Then, we went to Sam's. I was so tired, and probably a little dehydrated (I typically drink 64+ oz of water a day, and was way behind.) So, I drank a bottle of water in the car and headed to Kroger. Well, this is Mississippi, and there is a possibility of snow tomorrow, so of course Kroger was wild. In the check out line, I decided I would buy a Diet Pepsi. I needed it. I deserved it. Well, I couldn't find one in the cooler. Not a one. Talk about ill...Then, we walked outside and there they were, 2 Pepsi machines. I get out my 2 quarters, and march over to the first one. It spit my money out. I tried again. Nope. It would not take my quarters. So, then I go to the next machine. I promise, my first quarter fell into the huge lock they have on the front of the machine. Then I realized...God was doing this. He was answering my prayer. I was not truly having self-control, but he was not letting me give in to the temptation. At that point, I laughed, headed to the car, and explained to Sadie a little about divine intervention, and how God loves us, and cares about every aspect of our lives. I also told her she better not pray for something unless it is something she really wants, because God answers prayers!
Have a blessed week, and be safe!
Jolie
1. Well, I spoke earlier about the "chunk of change" that I/we had to pay out of pocket for my surgery. I was a little in shock, although I knew approximately what it would cost. Well, I had the number written down on my desk, and went to check the status of my tax return. And it hit me. There was a $20 difference in our federal return, and what the surgery is costing me out of pocket. Seriously. $20. And we are supposed to get about $50 back from the state, so technically that puts us $30 in the good as far as this surgery goes. Wow. I have peace again that this is what God wants me to do.
2. Last week, in my Made to Crave Bible study, I read about how growing closer to God has more to do with positioning ourselves to for Him. About sacrificing, and self-control. Lysa talked about praying for the strength to conquer 1 thing at a time. She also talked about being ruled by things other than God. Well, I know this sounds trivial to most, but I have been ruled by Diet Pepsi for a long time. I just HAD to have one. I gave it up for 2 weeks, then made the conscious decision to have some last weekend. Well, they are gone, and I am back on the water now. But I digress. Today was a stressful day for me. Sadie woke up with a horrible cough, I didn't feel well, JC had soccer practice, and I needed to go to my mom's, Sam's Club, and Kroger. And all I wanted to do was go back to bed. So, I got up and took Sadie to the doctor. On the way there, I really wanted a Diet Pepsi. Really. I mean, it was a crazy serious craving. So I prayed, as Lysa suggested. I prayed that God would give me the strength and self-control. And the craving passed. Somewhat. But I made it. I went to Wendys, and got water. I went to Mom's, and drank water. Then, we went to Sam's. I was so tired, and probably a little dehydrated (I typically drink 64+ oz of water a day, and was way behind.) So, I drank a bottle of water in the car and headed to Kroger. Well, this is Mississippi, and there is a possibility of snow tomorrow, so of course Kroger was wild. In the check out line, I decided I would buy a Diet Pepsi. I needed it. I deserved it. Well, I couldn't find one in the cooler. Not a one. Talk about ill...Then, we walked outside and there they were, 2 Pepsi machines. I get out my 2 quarters, and march over to the first one. It spit my money out. I tried again. Nope. It would not take my quarters. So, then I go to the next machine. I promise, my first quarter fell into the huge lock they have on the front of the machine. Then I realized...God was doing this. He was answering my prayer. I was not truly having self-control, but he was not letting me give in to the temptation. At that point, I laughed, headed to the car, and explained to Sadie a little about divine intervention, and how God loves us, and cares about every aspect of our lives. I also told her she better not pray for something unless it is something she really wants, because God answers prayers!
Have a blessed week, and be safe!
Jolie
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Peaceful, Easy Feeling
Well, I survived. Today was a learning day. I spent the morning in class learning about "the good, the bad, and the ugly." I am going to be honest - there was a little more "bad and ugly" than I had expected. But I can do this. And I plan on blogging about it. All of it. I want this to be a place I can be honest about what is going on. I am a true believer in prepare for the worst, but expect the best. I learned with my pregnancy, C-sections and gall-bladder surgery that people don't like to tell you the bad things. Well, not me. I WANT to know the bad things, then I can prepare myself mentally. And, if they don't happen to me, I can be excited that I did well.
The first thing we did in class with the nurse was to discuss the pre-op diet. My surgery is 2/25, so I am supposed to officially start stage 1 on 2/14. Happy Valentine's Day to me! But, I want to lose a little more pre-surgery, so I am back on the wagon tomorrow. Well, probably tomorrow evening, because I need to go grocery shopping.
Stage 1 Diet -
This is an extremely low-carbohydrate diet. The purpose is to shrink your liver, so that it is not in the way during the surgery. FYI - Carbohydrates are stored in our livers as glycogen, which contributes to Fatty Liver. The goal here is not more than 30 grams of carbs, not more than 65 grams of fat, and at least 100 grams of protein. So, protein shakes - here I come!
Stage 2 Diet - Liquids + Protein
Jell-o will be my friend. Jell-o, water, juice, broth. And protein drinks. Fun times. Luckily, this will only last 4 days.
Stage 3 Diet (which turns into Stage 1 Post-op diet)
Clear Liquids. Yeah, not much to say about that, huh? Clear liquids.
On Monday, which will be the day before surgery as well as the Clear Liquid day, I have some extra treats as well. I get to take 4 doses each of 2 different antibiotics. I will take a dose of each at 1:00 p.m., 2:00 p.m., 6:00 p.m., and 8:00 p.m. And, lest I forget - I get to drink half a bottle of mag-citrate at 4:30 p.m. If you don't know, that is for a bowel prep. I would guess that if you need me after lunch on Monday, I will be in the restroom. Sorry if that's TMI, but I want to share it all. (This is what I consider the "bad and ugly."
I will have my surgery on Tuesday, and will be in the hospital 2 nights (I was confused when I said 1 night). I will have to have a barium swallow on Wednesday to make sure that I have no leaks, then I will have 24 hours on clear liquids to make sure there are no complications. Then, I'll be home.
The good is that I should be back to regular texture foods within 10-12 weeks after surgery. That is not bad. I can handle anything for 10-12 weeks. But, I'll write more about that as the time comes.
Other things that we covered today were the post-op diet steps, what to expect in the hospital (I have to walk a mile before I can leave), and the supplements that I will have to take daily. A complete multi-vitamin, calcium, and B-12 are going to become staples to my diet for the rest of my life. And for the first 2 -3 months, they must be chewable.
I also met with an exercise physiologist, who also happened to be my "friend" from the Wellness Center. Regina did my initial evaluation at the Wellness Center last March, and has helped me several times between then and now. So that was easy. I had a moment of pride during our "meeting" because I already have an exercise plan, and I am generally exercising the 250 minutes/week that they want. I also had to walk around the office for 6 minutes to test my heart rate. Well, it didn't elevate that much, because the workouts I have been doing are more strenuous, and my heart was used to it. Yay me!
Tonight, I am at peace. I am excited, and wish I could go in tomorrow!
I think I was more nervous about the "payment" time than anything else, and having that done makes me happy. Maybe I will sleep tonight.
I feel like this is very dis-jointed. I know it is not the best writing ever, but my goal is for this to be "real." And this is how I feel tonight.
Thank you all for all of your support. I have a lot more I want to say, but now, it is time to put my babes to bed. I pray you all have a blessed week!
The first thing we did in class with the nurse was to discuss the pre-op diet. My surgery is 2/25, so I am supposed to officially start stage 1 on 2/14. Happy Valentine's Day to me! But, I want to lose a little more pre-surgery, so I am back on the wagon tomorrow. Well, probably tomorrow evening, because I need to go grocery shopping.
Stage 1 Diet -
This is an extremely low-carbohydrate diet. The purpose is to shrink your liver, so that it is not in the way during the surgery. FYI - Carbohydrates are stored in our livers as glycogen, which contributes to Fatty Liver. The goal here is not more than 30 grams of carbs, not more than 65 grams of fat, and at least 100 grams of protein. So, protein shakes - here I come!
Stage 2 Diet - Liquids + Protein
Jell-o will be my friend. Jell-o, water, juice, broth. And protein drinks. Fun times. Luckily, this will only last 4 days.
Stage 3 Diet (which turns into Stage 1 Post-op diet)
Clear Liquids. Yeah, not much to say about that, huh? Clear liquids.
On Monday, which will be the day before surgery as well as the Clear Liquid day, I have some extra treats as well. I get to take 4 doses each of 2 different antibiotics. I will take a dose of each at 1:00 p.m., 2:00 p.m., 6:00 p.m., and 8:00 p.m. And, lest I forget - I get to drink half a bottle of mag-citrate at 4:30 p.m. If you don't know, that is for a bowel prep. I would guess that if you need me after lunch on Monday, I will be in the restroom. Sorry if that's TMI, but I want to share it all. (This is what I consider the "bad and ugly."
I will have my surgery on Tuesday, and will be in the hospital 2 nights (I was confused when I said 1 night). I will have to have a barium swallow on Wednesday to make sure that I have no leaks, then I will have 24 hours on clear liquids to make sure there are no complications. Then, I'll be home.
The good is that I should be back to regular texture foods within 10-12 weeks after surgery. That is not bad. I can handle anything for 10-12 weeks. But, I'll write more about that as the time comes.
Other things that we covered today were the post-op diet steps, what to expect in the hospital (I have to walk a mile before I can leave), and the supplements that I will have to take daily. A complete multi-vitamin, calcium, and B-12 are going to become staples to my diet for the rest of my life. And for the first 2 -3 months, they must be chewable.
I also met with an exercise physiologist, who also happened to be my "friend" from the Wellness Center. Regina did my initial evaluation at the Wellness Center last March, and has helped me several times between then and now. So that was easy. I had a moment of pride during our "meeting" because I already have an exercise plan, and I am generally exercising the 250 minutes/week that they want. I also had to walk around the office for 6 minutes to test my heart rate. Well, it didn't elevate that much, because the workouts I have been doing are more strenuous, and my heart was used to it. Yay me!
Tonight, I am at peace. I am excited, and wish I could go in tomorrow!
I think I was more nervous about the "payment" time than anything else, and having that done makes me happy. Maybe I will sleep tonight.
I feel like this is very dis-jointed. I know it is not the best writing ever, but my goal is for this to be "real." And this is how I feel tonight.
Thank you all for all of your support. I have a lot more I want to say, but now, it is time to put my babes to bed. I pray you all have a blessed week!
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Only 3 Weeks
Well, it is time. Tomorrow, I will go for my last "pre-op" visit! Three weeks from now, it will all be over. Or rather, it will all be beginning. Things got very "real" today, when the financial people called to tell me what to expect to pay tomorrow. Needless to say, I will be taking care of my deductible, the family deductible, and probably all of our out of pocket expenses for the year. (Yeah, I think we will itemize our taxes next year and see if we get a break!)
Several people have asked about my procedure. I am having a vertical sleeve gastrectomy, or a "sleeve". Basically, they will remove most of my stomach. Fun times!
If all goes as planned, I will only be in the hospital overnight. And we all hope it goes well, because Dan Reid only took off 2 days, and we all KNOW he will be back at work on Thursday morning!
Here are my/our tentative plans...
Granny Linda is coming on Monday night, and she is staying until Thursday. She will be on "Kid Duty." Then, on Friday, I am hoping to be doing well and able to take care of business. Well, at least get the kids to school. Someone will undoubtedly bring them home for me (I have such great friends/co-workers). Then after the weekend, I want it to be business as usual. As Dan likes to say, I "do pretty well with surgeries and things like this." And he has already said, "I expect you'll bounce right back like always." I am not sure if I should be proud he has the faith in me, or concerned that he just wants to get right back to work??? As annoyed as I get sometimes, I love the practical, no-nonsense, go-to-work-and-make-a-living side of him.
Tonight, I am nervous. I am not sure if it is because of the appointment tomorrow, the fact I have to pay out a nice chunk of change tomorrow, or the fact that I went to tour Milam (the 6th grade school for those out-of-towners) with Sadie tonight. Any one of those things is enough to make one weak.
I do have some concerns, and I would like to ask for prayers for them.
1.) Surgery will go well (I know - This is understood.)
2.) Dehydration - there is a high risk of dehydration, and I don't want to end up dehydrated
3.) Quick recovery- I don't want to be down too long. I have worked too hard to be at this level of fitness/desire to exercise, and I do not want to break the habit.
Thank you all for your continued support. It really means the world to me!
Several people have asked about my procedure. I am having a vertical sleeve gastrectomy, or a "sleeve". Basically, they will remove most of my stomach. Fun times!
Here are my/our tentative plans...
Granny Linda is coming on Monday night, and she is staying until Thursday. She will be on "Kid Duty." Then, on Friday, I am hoping to be doing well and able to take care of business. Well, at least get the kids to school. Someone will undoubtedly bring them home for me (I have such great friends/co-workers). Then after the weekend, I want it to be business as usual. As Dan likes to say, I "do pretty well with surgeries and things like this." And he has already said, "I expect you'll bounce right back like always." I am not sure if I should be proud he has the faith in me, or concerned that he just wants to get right back to work??? As annoyed as I get sometimes, I love the practical, no-nonsense, go-to-work-and-make-a-living side of him.
Tonight, I am nervous. I am not sure if it is because of the appointment tomorrow, the fact I have to pay out a nice chunk of change tomorrow, or the fact that I went to tour Milam (the 6th grade school for those out-of-towners) with Sadie tonight. Any one of those things is enough to make one weak.
I do have some concerns, and I would like to ask for prayers for them.
1.) Surgery will go well (I know - This is understood.)
2.) Dehydration - there is a high risk of dehydration, and I don't want to end up dehydrated
3.) Quick recovery- I don't want to be down too long. I have worked too hard to be at this level of fitness/desire to exercise, and I do not want to break the habit.
Thank you all for your continued support. It really means the world to me!
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