I go for my pre-op education class tomorrow. Everyone talks about the emotional roller coaster after surgery, but what about the one before surgery? I slip from happiness to dread to excitement to I-can't-believe-I'm-doing-this to I-probably-should-cancel. All day long, and in the middle of the night when I wake up. It's gone from a theoretical idea to something that is really going to happen (unless I cancel, which I don't really think I will).
I still haven't told a soul (unless you count the millions of people on the internet). I am a private person and half of me thinks it's nobody's business, but the other half is just egotistical enough to be afraid to admit that I can't do this on my own. I've also spent most of my adult life telling people I didn't care what I weighed, because I was relatively healthy and hadn't got diabetes YET. My weight was not interfering with what I wanted to do, mostly because I had had my knees replaced so my activity level was good. Of course, I never admitted that the knee replacements were necessary because of all the strain that was put on them because of the weight. It was "arthritis".
One of my biggest stressors now is how am I going to get 3 weeks off from work without explaining the reason why to my boss.