It's The Final Countdown

It's the Final Countdown to surgery. This time tomorrow, I will have my band. Woohoo! (click the link to revist the epic 80's and if you can't get the song out of your head).

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Trotted off early this morning to see the dietician. My surgeon requires his LB patients to see the dietician a few times before and after surgery, until you've had your first fill. He then suggests you continue to get the support you need. Well, the dietician is lovely. When I went the first time, they said you can buy appointments in advance in a Pack of Five sessions for $440 instead of $500. First session I spent about 45mins with her and felt it was time well spent. But this morning - 15 mins and two photocopied sheets of what to drink and eat for the first two weeks....that was it! I already knew everything - liquids for a week, mushies for a week. It was just such a let down - really felt like a waste of money and time. I did tell her that my pre-op diet has been going fabulously well apart from when I went out to dinner last night. This she wanted to hear about. I think I have stuffed everything up. Last night hubby took my out to dinner to celebrate my particuarly good first semester results from uni. We went to our fav little Indian restaurant and while I had much less than I would normally have, I did have rice and half a naan bread with my prawn curry. The dietician looked a little concerned that I'd had carbs. My bad. I thought the Optifast diet was primarily a very low calorie diet, not a very low carb diet. I have been keeping my calories very low, just a couple of shakes and some soup every day. But now, I have have carbed myself. I wonder how much trouble I will be in tomorrow - I have surgery in about 20 hours. What do you think? On another note, I found a $50 gift card in the back of my purse (joy of joys) and went and got myself a set of nice scales. I am going to weigh myself before I go to the hospital tomorrow, the next morning when I get home, and then officially every Friday morning from then on. However, I also know myself enough to know that I will jump on them during the week, just to check, but I'm calling that an unOfficial weigh in, and won't be recorded. I have laid out a shelf with 10/12/14/16/18 sized jeans on it and will work my way down from the top of the pile. This is by far my favourite way of checking my weight loss.

I also wanted to thank all my new blog followers and commentors for your support and wisdom. I am really happy to have found this place. Your stories keep me occupied for hours (I'm working through them). And thanks to Catherine from Chronicles from Band Land, because I accidently found her blog (I cannot even remember how - read it from start to finish and loved every post) and it all evolved from there. __________________________________________________________________ As for Willow the Cavoodle. She has a boyfriend called Barkely the Border Collie. They often get together for play dates and they love each other terribly. He is a month or so younger than Willow, so at the beginning they were both the same size. Now he has completely overtaken her and is growing like a weed. But they still play for hours and hours on end. Willow was always a little unsure of the water until Barkely showed her how to swim, so I will leave you with some pics. Have a great day! LJ