Getting Banded Tomorrow

Well, tomorrow is the day. I absolutely can't wait. The suspense is killing me.

So today I have to get all of my stuff together. I was trying to clean my house before I had to leave so I wouldn't come home to a messy house, but that didn't go near as well as planned. Oh well.

It's strange the difference I see in myself. Physically and psychologically. I've noticed how much life revolved around food before. I'm the one in my house that pays the bills and runs all the errands. I never realized how much that meant getting something to eat while I was out doing those things. All the time. It's actually kind of embarrassing.

So, as I sit here, 24 hours away from surgery.....I'm ready. To not be fat anymore, to get healthy so I can have a baby, for my back not to hurt anymore so maybe I won't have to have another surgery anytime soon. Most of all, to be happy about what I see in the mirror every day.

Wish me luck, I'll keep you all posted.