So. Monday morning is it at 7:45, and I guess what I'm having done is more accurately a beltline lipectomy with panniculectomy. You know that expression about ripping someone a new arsehole? lol Kind of feel like that's what I'm headed for.
Because this is so far from home (6 hours) I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I'll take Thursday to get there and Friday I have the anesthesia/pain consult at the hospital.
DH and I are going to a concert Friday night and we'll try to spend the weekend like tourists and just enjoying each other. Did I mention ever that I'm with a man who is the absolute love of my life?!?!
Then the surgery is first thing in the morning Monday. My doctor has been on holiday for 2 weeks and I'm his first surgery, first day back. I'm sure he'll be well refreshed and I know he's quite looking forward to working some major magic with this body of mine.
So there you have it. I'm freaking out big time of course and the ISSUES that go along with this are unbelievable. But one moment at a time I'm getting there.
See you on the flip side folks.