I have to get in the shower and get ready to head down to the medical center. Today is my pre-op appointment. My surgery has been approved by my insurance company and now I just need to find out when they can do it and see how that coordinates with my family's schedule.
I'm glad my husband is going to be able to come to this appointment with me. He'll remember to ask all the questions that I've forgotten.
I don't know whether to be anxious or excited about the beginning of this new journey. I think I'm a little bit of both.
I was back and forth on my decision a bit until last Friday. I'm still in physical therapy from my back surgery and my knees have been a little tweaky, so we're working on those too. On Friday, we did several sets of walking lunges and in the middle of the second set, I felt something in my left knee go, "POP!" It hurt then...it hurt more later. By Saturday, it was hugely swollen and very painful. I went to my knee doctor's office on Tuesday and got a couple more shots. He knows about (and APPLAUDS!) my decision to get sleeved. He's letting me hold off on an MRI and such for my knee until that happens. Hopefully, I'll evade knee surgery this one last time and will lose enough weight with the sleeve that I won't be at risk for it any longer.
That "POP!" was the last straw.
I'm doing this.
My ass better start packing.