Today I had my monthly meeting with my nutritionist. It went incredibly well. I lost another 4.6 lbs!!!! I had to restrain myself from doing a happy dance in the middle of the doctor’s office. I’ve always assumed the scale was WAY more at the doctor’s office than mine own but I think it’s cause I usually weigh myself naked at home. (If it was acceptable to weigh in the nude at the doctor’s I would totally do it.) So before I left this morning for my appointment I weighed myself so I could compare the two. And come to find out, they are exactly the same which gives me some peace of mind going forward. It’s shame it took 5 months into the program to put those two together.
My meeting with my nutritionist, who is usually a straight-forward sometime even icey lady, went amazingly. She was in a fantastic mood which was a nice change of pace. We chatted about my diet which I track using the ‘Lose It’ which I printed out screen shots going back a month for insurance purposes. She encouraged me to eat more fruits which is always my downfall. After we were done she asked me to sit tight as I was to meet with my surgeon again to talk about my surgery and date. My mind started to whirl as I wasn’t suppose to meet with my surgeon until my last meeting which is in August. The nutritionist explained I may not need to come to my last meeting as I am doing so well. Although I was flattered by her encouragement, I was literally freaking out because I wasn’t prepared to talk about my surgery for real. It’s been this idea in my head that I’ve been talking about for months and then all of a sudden it’s tethered to reality by a date and surgeon who will be performing the actual surgery.
I waited a nerveracking 20 minutes before a nurse came in and explained, “We’re just going to wait for your last appointment before you meet with the doctor.’ It was a bittersweet moment. I had built it up in my head for the last 20 minutes that I was going to get my surgery in August (maybe the very latest early September) and I would be fully recovered by Halloween. Not the case which is fine.
So I’m still on track to get my potential surgery date sometime next month. Wish me luck!
If you’re interested in more rambling about my pre-op surgery life, please feel free to watch my vlog below.
If not it’s ok. I understand. I’m not hurt just disappointed.