I believe I've mentioned before that my sister is going for bariatric surgery soon. Well, first it was going to be Sept. 2nd. Then it was July 28. Now it's settled ... Tuesday, June 22, 2010 is D-Day. S-Day actually. I'm very, very excited for her. Not only will they do the bariatric surgery, but the main purpose is to have her gall bladder removed which has been causing no end of pain for months and months and only getting worse. She's been through a bunch of crap getting this set up. But it's only been 6 or 7 months ... I know some people are 12-14 months up here.
I hadn't seen her in 3 years and the way she had been talking I expected to see a much larger woman than the one I saw. My whole family has struggled with our weight for many, many years. We all tend to be pretty solid tho' which I think is a good thing. But regardless of how she looks, it's how it's affecting her health and her life. I am so excited at the prospect of her finally getting the weight off and being able to do the things she used to be able to do. Of course with a heart condition (it's HOCM .. hypertropic obstructive cardiomyopathy) she won't likely be running any marathons even once she gets the excess weight off, but just to be able to walk without a cane, to get back into the garden, to go shopping without getting winded. Stuff I take for granted. Even tho' I struggle with my weight, I don't have any underlying health issues other than asthma which is pretty much under control.
So I've asked for the day off and unfortunately it's the day before the G20 takes over Toronto. Much of my company is working from home, including me (hallelujah) ... I'm at 25 documents and counting that I'll be working on drafting and there's still 2 more weeks before G20. But my manager's pretty cool and she said we'll play it by ear 'cause she knows it important to me. I don't see any issues so I'm going on the assumption that I'll be at the hospital that day. Fretting. Whether there's reason or not to, I'll be fretting. With her daughter (R) and R's 4 year old twins (D&D).
I know she'll be fine. She has to. be I won't let her be otherwise. I just won't. But I'm a fretter.
Anyway, I just wanted to bring you up to date, thank you in advance for your support. Good night.