Scared.

Ok... I'm scared.  I'm not scared like my husband is - he's worried about the actual surgery and possible complications that could happen.  Bless him, he loves me so much.  But I'm worried - I'm scared that I'll go through all this, follow all the rules, do my best and I don't lose any weight.

I have been in the mind frame lately of how I'm supposed to eat afterwards, I've done research on different menu ideas and even done a little shopping to prepare for when I come home.  But what if I go through all this.... and nothing happens?  Is that even possible?  Most of my worries in life are unrealistic, so I'm sure it's the same when it comes to my bypass.

So... the FEW people that know about my surgery have been asking if I'm scared or anxious because my surgery is in a couple days.... and I say no, I'm excited.  It's a lie, I'm just talking.  How do I say, "Nope, I'm scared as hell that I'll still be fat."

Yep.  I'm scared.