So, it is 12:05 and I am having surgery in the morning at 9AM. I am both nervous and excited. All day has been a weird day, one minute i am really excited and the next I am questioning my choice... I must agree the living will question really bought me down to reality... Do you having a living will, they asked

WOW.. this is real! This is going to happen...
It is funny because as much I hate that is has come down to surgical intervention to control and deal with my weight... I will miss my relationship with food. I have almost been in grieving today thinking that thats it... with you, things are completely different and this is a LIFELONG change. Not temporary or ever changing.. This is it.
Well, so it is down to the bottom hours and please wish me well. I have three little ones and I hope that everything is going to be okay and that this is the best choice for me.