Five Days Until Surgery!

Today I went and had my pre-ops, ultrasound, and final consult with Dr. Moon.  My surgery is Monday at 2pm.   Now that it's here, I'm not scared at all.  I'm as ready for this as I'm ever going to be and I'm just excited to turn the page on the next chapter of my life.   The girls that I work with are going crazy because I won't tell them what kind of surgery I'm having.  I've told them that it's laproscopic, that it's not because I'm sick, and that it's something embarassing that I just don't want to talk about.  It's killing them that I won't tell.  I just don't want to hear anyone's opinion.  The few people that know about this all say the same thing...."You're not big enough for that!" "You're nuts to do that to yourself!" "There's no way you need that surgery!"   I just don't want to keep defending myself.  They don't live in this body.  They don't know what carrying 270 pounds around is like.  They don't know how it feels to be the fat chick.  All I want out of this surgery is to be healthy and "normal".  I don't want to be Cindy Crawford.  I just want the last thing anyone notices about me to be my size.  How can you make a person who can eat whatever they want and never gain a pound understand that?  I don't think I could.  So I'm not telling and they'll just have to live with it.   My mother went with me today because she wanted to meet Dr. Moon.  On the way home she started in with the "concerns".  She doesn't believe that people are ever healthy after WLS.  She thinks we're all malnourished and sickly afterwards and she's very worried about how little I'll be able to eat.  She thinks that I'll starve to death or something and just waste away until I'm a walking skeleton.  I tried to explain to her that that won't be the case, but she wasn't having it.  She's just going to have to come to terms on her own...all I can do is give her the facts, I can't make her believe them.  By the way, my mom has never weighed over 150lbs in her life.  So, I've got until Sunday to enjoy myself and eat some things that I may never eat again (don't worry, I don't have Last Supper Syndrome at all, I've stuck to my pre-op diet faithfully) and I intend to allow myself the pleasure of a little Ben and Jerry's ice cream and my favorite pizza between now and Saturday, and then it's liquids starting Sunday morning.   Surgery is Monday at 2pm.  Yippee-kay-aaaa!

I am happy for you. Good luck to you  and I hope you can keep us up to date about your progress.

YEEEEEEEHAWWWWWWWWW!!!    

My surgery is Monday, also, and I could have written your post word for word. Except for the part about your mother, because I don't plan to ever tell mymother. She's elderly and would freak out. I haven't told anyone at work except my two managers and two others who are sworn to secrecy. No one knows except my family, my sisters, and two close friends. Like you, I just don't want to hear all their opinions, stories, and bad results. I'm glad you are calm. I'm pretty nervous, but I tend to be anyway. I hope I see you here after the surgery so we can compare notes again. Good luck!!

Congratulations on your surgery.  I understand about people judging.  I did tell my fellow employees.  My family had lots of reservations, but, now that I am on my way to a healthier lifestyle they are on the bandwagon.   I can see that you are very determined...good luck..keep us updated. Rosemary

Congratulations on your upcoming surgery. Even though your mom might not understand, it sounds like she supports you. Same for me...........they say they understand but I don't think they possibly can.
Your mom will see that her fears were unfounded when you do great.