So in only a couple of hours I will turn 32 years old. Thirty-two...wow, as my brother said, I am getting old. That's okay though, I'm taking everyone with me! Muhahahahahaha! Now that I have that out of the way, I can proceed with the blog.
I am scared as hell y'all. Not so much about the surgery because for some reason since nursing school I have followed Dr. Webb. I feel very comfortable with him as my surgeon. It's more what I'm going to do after the surgery to prevent myself from ever coming back this way again. I never want to be this big again. I am absolutely miserable in my skin! Bills keep climbing, I can't catch a break, and I just want to focus on this process but the world won't let me. November is my birth month but I want the day of my surgery to be my burfday...no joke, I will forever celebrate that as my BURFDAY.
If I come begging for clothes you guys have to help me and if you see me eating anything I shouldn't, you don't have to smack me in the back of the head, my stomach's going to do that for me ;-)
"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow." --Albert Einstein
Night y'all and here's to the big 3-2!