The Night Before S-Day

It's the night before the big day. S-day, surgery day. I've contacted a lot of people personally, by phone or email to share what's going to happen, and I just spilled the beans (so to speak) on Facebook. So, I'm out. Out of the anchor around my midsection closet. So far the response has been universally positive and supportive. I put the blog address in my Facebook post, but I doubt many will come around to read it. I don't expect it. Like most writers (or so I've heard) I'm doing this for myself...the blog as well as the surgery. No one could have forced me or cajoled me to do this. I must do it for myself.

I think of it as a life affirming choice.

Physically, the prep for this surgery following immediately on the heels of a colonoscopy and the prep for that, has been pretty grueling. But my colonoscopy was clean, and I'll go to bed in a little while and by tomorrow night at this time it will be a done deal. And reportedly, contrary to my current state which, in spite of drinking endless amounts of water, beef broth, sugar free jello, blah, blah, blah, resembles starvation (I have a splitting headache now), I will not be hungry when I wake up. Watch this space. The adventure begins. Thanks to everyone who has been so supportive, especially my husband, Dave.