I am scheduled to have bariatric sleeve surgery tomorrow morning. My children will be going to my mother’s house this evening when she returns from her pool match and they will stay with her at least until Friday night, maybe longer. I am thankful my mother and PT her husband are happy to be a part of our family. Juniper (6) was already trying to pack her bags this morning while she was supposed to be getting ready for school to go to her gawgy’s (goggy?) / grandmother’s house. Charlie (1) is home sick with me today and is full of cuddles. His newest phrase is “I know no” and our most accurate translation for that today is “I don’t know”. My husband Charles is worried as always about my physical and mental state. As much as he wants to be sure I am prepared as possible is as much as I want to think about any of it.
So far, not eating has been one of the easiest parts of this process. I hope that this can be contributed to my switch to snacking on raw vegetables at work. I have begun to really favor the variety of tastes and textures with raw carrots, tomatoes, celery, broccoli and all the different things I can dip them in. I hope I remember the idea to make peanut butter ‘cookies’ like my childhood neighbor would make for us after middle school. She would mix peanut butter, sugar, and an egg together and then plop out 4 big cookies for us. I would like to do this with peanut butter, almond flower, and egg and cook it in a muffin tin to help it stay together. I am also rather excited to try these flavored bone broths I found at Whole Foods and Charles also has made sure we’re stocked with protein drinks and Zero Gatoraide. I am trying to remember to drink water, I washed out my water pitcher and am trying to keep it full so I can at least have room temperature filtered water. I need to add shopping for a fridge water filter on the todo list. All of this food does have me considering another protein shake though.
Sending these thoughts into the Universe so that I don’t have to be responsible for them anymore.
- Being in the same room and anesthetized with my doctor / surgeon Dr. Dennis Smith out of Advent Health Bariatric Surgery and Metabolic Medicine Team as well as a bunch of other medical specialists that are all strangers to me.
-Wishing that I had someone watching over me while I was in surgery to make sure one of these dick holes doesn’t fuck up my surgery
- The potential pain my back will be in from being in a hospital again, it really did not appreciate that last time.
- Walking around the hospital and everyone staring at me
- Contact with any medical staff
- Using a task manager for personal use
- The amount of screen time my children have
- The potentially embarrassing things I may have in the history of this blog.
Short Term Goals - I hope to have these completed by tomorrow before going to the hospital.
- Put the sofa laundry away
- Unload and reload the dishwasher
- Make sure everyone shit showers and shaves
- cook a Hello Fresh Meal for my family
- Try the laying down yoga stretches
- pick up Juniper from school
- bring kids to my moms house
- take pre-surgery measurements and pictures
I really want to take Charlie to the park and play with him but I am worried about doing to much and my back hurting later and I want to be in the best condition that I can for this surgery so I can recover well. I hate that physical activity feels like I’m playing with fire because my nerves are so sensitive. I know that I need to build muscle and I hope that loosing the weight makes it easier to move around in order to do that. If I can build the muscle I need I can help hold my spine together for the rest of my life as it has decided to not do that without assistance. I also hope to never become obese again and to not allow my spinal tumor to grow more and never see any of the worse side effects my Spina Bifida can offer including loss of my left leg (more), right let, bowel and bladder control. On the worst end I can just say that I did everything the professionals and specialists have advised and can then cope with what my physical life I have left.
I suppose I am feeling a bit better writing this all out and now I can search for anything else that I need to think about. I took a break to take care of my son change his diaper, clean up the living room and his pack-n-play. He is laying down with some stuffed animals, milk, and baby shark on the TV.
Three extraordinary things would be:
- Forever have my Facebook feed empty of cat litter ads
- completing this entire todo list plus whatever else I didn’t write down that has to happen and everything that needs to be mothered between now and waking up again tomorrow morning.
I’m going to set up some Handmaids Tale while I sort laundry and do the dishes.
This felt good. This is probably to much information.