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Saturday, August 16, 2014

You Find Out Who Your Friends Are

This is where the rubber meets the road, this is where the cream is gonna rise, this is what you really didn't know, this is where the truth don't lie. You find out who your friends are. Somebody's gonna drop everything, run out and crank up their car, hit the gas, get there fast, never stop to think, 'Whats in it for me?' or 'Its way too far'. They just show on up with their big ol heart. You find out who your friends are
- Tracy Lawrence

No truer words can be spoken right now. I'm humbled by the texts, calls, emails, messages, from  my friends. Humbled and blown away. When I made the choice to have surgery, I made the choice mostly on my own, and kept it quiet until I was solid in my resolve. I met some resistance, or jealousy, I'd say, but nothing that made me think twice. Hater's gonna hate. It's there, I can feel it, but ... this is about me. When I finally started letting the info out, as it got much closer to the date, the positive comments were overwhelming. I grew up in small town Vermont (no, really... 1000 people small!) and I smile every time I get a comment from one of the people I grew up with. There's something about home...and those connections that are always going to be there.

One of the moments in my mind, is having my parents sign my advance care directive and immediately scanning it and sending it to my best friend, Lee Ann. She and my parents are listed on it as those who can make choices in the case I can't. (Yes, I have an amazing BFF!!!) That spawned a convo with Dad about "what to do....in case....". I asked to be cremated and passed that along to Lee Ann. I'd not broken down in tears until her reply came: "You tell Uncle Marty if anything should happen, I'm going to need some ashes...we'll have our rocking chairs on the porch, damn it". Yeah. That's my best friend. Sister, really.

So. I'm a week  plus post op. What?? A week. That also means...I go back to work in a few days. (That doesn't sound like fun, but if you know me, you know I'm getting bored...and welcome it!) I'm feeling pretty good. Still a little sore first thing in the morning, in the longest incision (VSG is done laparoscopically, but one incision is longer for removal of the part of the stomach they take out), but the soreness isn't anything worse than a bad-ass ab day with Joe. The incisions ITCH like mad. (And while we're on that topic... glued incisions are... weird!). Other than that... I feel good. Really good. I'm knocking on wood daily and thankful that I've had no complications.

I had my one week post op on Friday and I "passed" with flying colors. The doctor was very pleased with my progress and gave me his blessing on moving to "real" food. Soft foods, but still food that requires chewing. How much can I eat? It's quite laughable, but when you've been on liquids for 2 weeks, it's GOOD! Lunch Friday was half a string cheese stick, and dinner was one piece of deli turkey with 1/3 piece of cheese warmed. I at about 2/3 of it. Lunch today? Most of the other half a cheese stick, and some marinara, both warmed. But it was so yum!

I'm working on a blog about the surgery itself (well, not the surgery exactly ... I saw a video before surgery I wish I hadn't, but the parts I recall and being in the hospital, but that was getting wordy so I split it up.




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