The First Mile

I feel like I've completed the first mile in my journey. I have taken education classes. Gone through with the lab work; a feat, due to my fear of needles. Spoken with other individuals online. Attended a support group. Conducted my research.

I think the first mile was the roughest. I think, mostly, it's the fear of the unknown. Some of my fears were squashed yesterday. I met some people who were willing to physically show me their experiences. That was really helpful because I can compare what I will look like in a week and in several months.

I also discovered, yesterday, that I am insulin resistant. What? Seriously? I guess it makes sense. Inevitably, my glucose level will go down from the surgery and just in time - a bit higher and I would have ended up with diabetes.

Today, I have to eat relatively light. Tomorrow, it's only a light breakfast for me and then clear broth. Thursday, is the day.