In just under 10 hours I will be at the hospital ready for the surgery. I’ve been trying not to think about it too much with lots of distractions so it’s not really hit me yet. Although, I have been delayed in writing this post because I’ve been getting phone calls wishing me good luck. I don’t really want to talk about it much because it still feels as if it’s not real at the moment and I think it’ll hit me properly when I get in the car tomorrow morning.
Having said that, I’m currently sitting here with tears rolling down my face because of the emotion of others. This morning I woke up to an e-mail from Lindsey and it made me cry. It was the usual best friend mush and she said that although she would be phoning this evening she knew we’d veer off into idiotdom so she wouldn’t get to say what she wanted to say. I’m sure you can imagine what it said and why it made me cry. I love her.
My dad and my brother were the ones who called just now. My dad just told me how proud of me he is for going through this and then told me he loves me. He’s not one for showing much emotion and that’s why it meant to much to me what he just said and I got very upset. Tears are now streaming writing this. Although my brother also wished me all the best and everything we mainly talked about my nephew swallowing a 20p coin at the weekend and now my brother’s prospecting for precious metals to make sure it’s come out. I love them both too.
My mum is staying with me for the week. She’s been distracting me with gardening today. We planted some lovely flowers in the garden and in some pots. I’m looking forward to watching the grow over the next couple of weeks while I recover. She also distracted me from writing this blog by crunching crisps too loudly. She makes me laugh and I love her too.
I love everyone today. All the people who’ve sent me messages on Facebook and Twitter, who’ve texted and called. Thanks everyone for caring so much. I don’t know exactly how long I’ll be in surgery tomorrow but Lindsey will update everyone via Twitter once she’s been updated. I have to have a hiatus hernia fixed at the same time so it might be a bit longer than it’d normally take. I also don’t know if I’ll need to stay in overnight – it depends on the BMI:anaesthetic ratio thing. Hopefully I should be ok.
Good news today too: I FINALLY hit the 14lb mark. I’ve now lost a whole stone in 4 weeks. At last I managed to knock off that last couple of pesky pounds. Here’s hoping for more to fall off soon enough too.
Anyway, my bag is packed and I’m ready to go. I’m trying to think of a witty name for this post too. It’s not happening right now but I’m sure I’ll think of something in a minute or two…
It took me a while. Couldn’t think of a food-related pun but it’s true and you can’t beat a bit of Status Quo!