Catching Up
Ok, so I haven't posted in awhile. I suck, I know, but you'll all live. I had surgery on the 31st and things are going really good so far. I've lost thirty-six pounds since my last pre-op appointment and (as of yesterday) twenty-three pounds since surgery itself. My clothes are slowly migrating down a size, which - as a girl - is the real indicator of shedding some pounds.
I sent my contract to HIFF today so that it can be signed and sent to my professional practice coordinator. Looks like I'll be flying out of Midway on August 16th and back into Midway on December 3rd. The rest of the time I'll be in Honolulu. I really can't wait...I think I made the perfect decision for me right now.
Things are not quite as happy-go-lucky as they were a few weeks ago. I'm trying to learn not to over-analyze things and just go with it. I always end up sabotaging things and making them worse than they need to be and I need to stop it. My emotions are all over the place anyway since surgery, though my surgeon's nurses warned me that it would happen. Apparently hormones are stored in fat, so when you lose it, they just float around and fuck with you. lol. I went postal the other night for about ten minutes with Amy and my mom and then I was fine. Looking back, it was kind of amusing.
I sent my contract to HIFF today so that it can be signed and sent to my professional practice coordinator. Looks like I'll be flying out of Midway on August 16th and back into Midway on December 3rd. The rest of the time I'll be in Honolulu. I really can't wait...I think I made the perfect decision for me right now.
Things are not quite as happy-go-lucky as they were a few weeks ago. I'm trying to learn not to over-analyze things and just go with it. I always end up sabotaging things and making them worse than they need to be and I need to stop it. My emotions are all over the place anyway since surgery, though my surgeon's nurses warned me that it would happen. Apparently hormones are stored in fat, so when you lose it, they just float around and fuck with you. lol. I went postal the other night for about ten minutes with Amy and my mom and then I was fine. Looking back, it was kind of amusing.