One Small Step ...

No no ... one giant leap! The last couple of days have been really hectic, but in a really good way. Yesterday (Thursday, May 11), hubby and I jumped in the car we rented and headed south. I had an appointment in the afternoon at a hospital in Toronto to visit with the psychiatrist. I was nervous about this appointment, because I really felt that one wrong word on my part and he could call "Game Over!" He was really pleased though when he discovered that the medication he put me on in October has continued to work really well. Hubby even put in a good word for me, saying that the difference in my moods since then have been like night and day. I really feel that this has been true, although I haven't really known how to say it. Believe it or not, I am better with writing my thoughts out than I am with speaking them. Anyway, that appointment went really well, so I got the final green light. After leaving the hospital, and paying an insane amount for parking, hubby and I traveled to the city we both grew up in to have a visit with a friend of mine from high school. He had never met her, so it was nice to be able to introduce them. We then continued on in the trip to my sister-in-law's home, where we had yet another short visit. The final leg of our trip west from Toronto ended in London, where we visited with my "brother" (we grew up together and although not biologically siblings we have always considered ourselves family), his lady friend and her son. Once again another quick visit and then back to hubby's sister's home where we slept for the night. We had intended to find a cheap hotel room somewhere but she and her husband offered to have us stay there, graciously we took her up on the offer. This morning, being about an hour drive from Toronto, and needing to drive in to the city just after rush hour, we got up early and gave ourselves 2 hours to get back to the hospital. We used most of that, but managed to get to the hospital on time, for my 11:30 appointment to meet my surgeon. Sad part was, it was almost 2 before we got moved into the room where we were to meet him. Even sadder was that it was after 3 before we got out of the hospital. Remember I said that the parking was insane yesterday? Well, today was completely without any kind of reality! $28.00, for 4 hours! As much as I love downtown Toronto for it's character and charm, the price of parking anywhere down there is probably the most expensive I've ever seen. Next time, I will just take a bus, or if we have a rental, I will get hubby to park at a mall on the north end of the city, where you don't have to pay for the parking, and we will take the train down to the hospital! LOL Ok, enough of my rant about parking, and lets get back to the real reason I'm writing this at 1:30am! :) My surgeon has probably the nicest personality I've ever seen for a specialist. He put me completely at ease, I know I am going to be in great hands. I requested a date for the end of June, so he suggested that he would get his assistant to call me early next week with a date, for probably early July. I will have to go down for one more appointment before my actual surgery date, so that I can meet the doc who will knock me out (lol, he will only have to use a really thin short piece of metal too) and visit the vampires. This appointment will be the pre-admission session where they get all of my baseline tests done. I feel like I have been waiting for this forever. In reality it has only been just under 2 years but the analogy I like to use is that "there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and I can finally see it!" By Christmas, I will be a fraction (not sure yet what size fraction mind you) of my current self. That's an amazing prospect. I will also be the cheapest drunk anyone in my family will have ever seen. That is if I choose to indulge on a single glass of white wine ... hehe. By Christmas, if I do it right, I will be the smallest my hubby's parents have ever seen me. Doing it right will consist of regular exercise routines, and following ALL of the dietary rules. You know what, if that's all it is going to take to get back to the healthy weight I once was, then I will do it, without hesitation. In fact, I have already gathered a number of exercise dvd's, my son got my bike back up and operational so that I can ride it, and as soon as I am able to walk more than 10 feet, I will be walking on a daily basis with my dog. One of the dvd's I have recently picked up is a fitness guru I used to work out to before I got pregnant with my oldest child. It will be nice to work out with Gilad again! I want to thank all of you who actually take the time to read these posts ... I have noticed they have been viewed, even though I haven't done anything to promote the presence of my thoughts on the web. Now that I know I am being read, I will start posting a little more consistently.