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6/7/06 = Part II

Another phone call from the doctor’s office. This time, it’s Wanda, and she gives me my date – August 1st 🙂 She makes me feel much more comfortable when she tells me she will send me a letter with everything I need to know in it – prescriptions, orders for tests, everything I have to do will be all spelled out. Thank goodness.

I told my two moms (my mom and my stepmom) today that I got approved. My stepmom immediately volunteered to keep my two youngest kids for a week. My mom was less helpful. Hopefully, when the time comes, she’ll be able to pitch in.


On my way to my middle daughter’s preschool graduation, my cell phone rang. I AM APPROVED!! I don’t know what to do or when to do it, and I feel so overwhelmed right now with the stuff that has to be scheduled. I hope something helps me get organized!

I Have a Date

So, for a couple of years, I have been researching bariatric surgery.  I have gone back and forth, wondering if it was something I could do and not die.  Right before I found out I was pregnant with Grace, I made an appointment with a bariatric surgeon in South Jersey.  I had to cancel it to go to my first ultrasound appointment.  I lost about 50 pounds during my pregnancy with Grace, and like every other fat chick who has had the same experience, I expected I would have no trouble keeping it off.  Lo and behold, not only did it find me again, but it brought with it 5 or 6 of it’s little friends.  Something has to be done.

I did some more research, and wanted to find a surgeon who seemed to really be knowledgeable – not just someone who does the operation.  I believe I found that in Dr. Nusbaum.  He seems like he is a pioneer in the field, making the surgery better and safer.

I had no idea how long it would take to get approval, but  I got mine today.  I still have testing to do, and I have to get my family doctor to give the final okay for the procedure, declaring me fit and ready for surgery.  I hope I won’t have much trouble with that, because I know Dr. Heck doesn’t believe in this surgery.

I am hoping to start my life over.  I am hoping to find confidence and feel better about myself.  I am hoping to live a full life with my kids, not one where I am afraid to do anything.  I am not the kind of mom I want to be to them, and I won’t be weighing this much.

So, August 1st.  It is the start of my new life.  A rebirth.  A new beginning.  A promise of a brighter tomorrow.  And hopefully, a size 14 by Christmas.

The Graduate

Eilis successfully completed 4 year old preschool today and graduated in a small ceremony at her school.  The kids sang 5 or 6 songs, then they were each presented with a diploma.  Eilis had most of her family there.  Mommy and Daddy and Gracie were there; Dram and Pop-Pop came; and Nanny took off from work to the be there with her.  When the ceremony was over, we went to lunch at the Italian Bistro (poor Nanny had to miss it because she had to get back to work), and then Eilis got to go for a sleep over at Dram’s house. 

Starting in September, she will be in kindergarten for a full day, 5 days a week.  I know I’m looking forward to it, but I’m pretty sure Eilis isn’t!