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Wed, 31 May 2017 11:15:25 GMT

So I have a surgery date: July 7th. This is annoying for many reasons, not the least of which is that it's smack in the middle of summer, and puts a bit of a kibosh on any vacation plans. Not that we do vacations all that much but still.

The surgery scheduler was apologetic and told me that the surgeon does like to move dates around and that I might get an earlier one, blah, blah, blah, but I doubt it. I have pre-op tests as well: Another transvaginal ultrasound, which I hope doesn't freak me out the way the last one did; an EKG, blood and urine tests. I get that they're necessary but it doesn't mean I have to like them.

And my weight's gone up, so I'm stressing about that as well. I have a crappy diet, and between that, stress, no time and a general lack of giving a damn about what I shove into my face, I'm straining seams and generally feeling like a slobby loser. Since I have six weeks until surgery I suppose the smart thing to do would be to cut calories and drop some weight, but I need more in-my-face motivation than what I've got.

If only I was five, and could dramatically throw myself on the floor for a good tantrum, but at 56, I don't think I can get away with it now. At best I can focus on getting through the school year and relaxing, right?

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