I know. That's pretty confusing. But the thing is I am pretty confused as well. Or, I should say, suffering from mixed emotions.
I just came back from my first appointment with my bariatric surgeon and I walked out with my surgery date! January 6th, thank you very much, and thinness sits on the horizon, warmly beckoning me forth into its scrawny little embrace! Awww.
The bummer? I'm not allowed to travel for 6-8 weeks. I am supposed to go on the Florida Romance Writers' Cruise With Your Muse cruise January 22nd 23rd and 24th with my two best gfs and a bunch of other authors and fans and fun-loving people! Now I have to cancel. Oh and I was going to have a book signing in Coconut Grove after the cruise and I can't do that either. My friends are going to have to cruise without me while I am stuck home making other dreams come true.
And yes, I could have scheduled the operation post-cruise, but I have been waiting in line for this surgery since MAY and I am so not going to push back my turn. Not a full three weeks. I love fun in the sun as much as the next gal, but there isn't much fun in it for me anyway these days. My back and neck are screwed up, I'm tired all the time, I'm hauling around so much me it's exhausting.
So you can see why I am willing to nix going on this cruise in trade for starting my new life as a skinnier person. I am sorry to disappoint others, but I hope they understand. On a waiting list like this one to get one of the best surgeons in the states to do your surgery, you just don't say 'no' or 'maybe later' when your turn comes up. Besides, dreams of buying off the rack are already dancing in my head.
And then I want a boob job.
Hugs and Kitties