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Well, its been almost 2 months since surgery.  I've lost almost 40 lbs.  I guess I'm one of the slow ones.  I do have moments of wow.  Today for instance, I dug into the very back of my closet and pulled out "the jeans".  We all know what I'm talking about.  And they fit.  So did all of my other "the jeans".  I was sick for a few weeks and still have trouble.  I started throwing up after eating.  For a couple of weeks I hardly got in any food.  I flew down to my dr's and they said it probably wasn't a stricture because I could keep liquids down and some of the food.  My body is just transitioning.  Well I wish it would quit transitioning.  I'd like to keep some of my food.  The biggest no no's are raw veggies like lettuce and tomatoes.  I figured they were squishy foods, but alas it was not meant to be.  I'm trying all different kinds of foods to test which ones I can have and not have.  I'm also having issues with my iron pills.  I throw it up almost immediatly.  I guess the pill is to big and hard to digest.  I'm looking for chewable or liquid iron right now.  But there really isn't a market for it here in Alaska.  So off to the internet I go.  My husband is fine.  A bit lonely.  According to him, he can't wait to see me with my (and I quote) "rocking bod" when he gets back.  I always tell him I'll settle for a normal bod.  My goal is an attainable 180.  Like I've said before, I would love Jlo's body.  She is my normal.  There really isn't much else right now.  I've just did a mini  marathon of Sex in the City.  So I'm in my writer mode.  The day I had my surgery I had to wear the ugly smurf booties.  I asked the nurses if they had any Minolo Blahnicks or Jimmy Choo's  (I know they're not spelled right).  Of course they didn't.  I think I'll design some for hospital stays.  I hate smurf booties.  On that note I will say goodnight.

Well, the day is here.  I'm  having my surgery in less than 12 hours.  I want to say its been a long journey, but I know there are other people who've had longer.  Today was hard.  Nothing but clear liquids.  And that magnesium citrate.  Just thinking about having to drink that stuff makes me sick to my stomach.  It was the nastiest stuff i've ever forced my self to drink.  I also had alot of chicken broth.  I keep thinking that I want Arby's.  I should have gone a few days ago.  I know eventually I could eat that stuff but I know I won't and it also helps the nearest one is over 600 miles away.  I will be mourning food.  I can't wait until I can have puree.  I have a few plans already.  I'm weirdly calm right now.  I'm not nervous.  I know tomorrow will be another story.  I know this is for the best and really my only choice.