I have a date.

A date for my surgery.  It's October 12th.  Wow.  It seems so close, and yet so far away.  Honestly, for the first time through this process, I'm a bit of a bundle of nerves. 

I have two appointments.  One to meet with the Doctor and to this appointment, I need to bring a witness who needs to sign a consent.  The witness thing is a bit scary, no?  I told my Husband and he didn't understand.  Why?  Is what he wanted to know.  The only thing I could say was that this is serious stuff.  Maybe more serious that he had been taking it all along.

After this appointment, I will began the liquid diet.  Ick.  But Brian, being the Love that he is, said, he'll do it with me - only for breakfast and lunch.  But still, it helps.  It will make it better.

Then I just have one more appointment, and that is for my final weigh in.  The beginning of the end.  It's all downhill from there!  :-)

Crazy stuff.  I feel the need to think about all this - and then I need to tell my Mom.  I'm hoping she can get time off to help me - and that my Husband doesn't have to go away for work that week in October.  Ugh.