I've got just 3 weeks and 1 day until my appointment with my surgeon. Can you tell I'm anxious? I have never wanted anything more than to have this surgery done. I am so tired of living my life like this. I packed my snack and lunch for work tomorrow. My 10 am snack is a fruit salad consisting of 5 strawberries, 2 slices of kiwi, a handful of blackberries and a handful of blueberries. For lunch I packed 1/2 cup romaine lettuce, 1/2 cup spinach, and a few slices of cucumber and grape tomatoes, along with a tuna packet. Sounds pretty healthy, right? Also, my husband and I are going back to the gym tomorrow. Anxious for this too.
A lot of me. A lot of truth.
Here I am....Changed.
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