I had my pre-op chest x-ray and bloodwork today. And I'm kind of freaking out about the changes ahead. I've been thinking about having this surgery on and off for four years, and seriously pursuing it for a few months. But now that it's less than a week away, I'm starting to mentally go through all the things I won't be able to eat. It makes me sad and, oddly, a little panicky.
I know this isn't all that unusual, and I've had moments here and there along the way but today it seems more extreme.
Big deep breath. This will be a change for the better in my life. Much better. Right?
