Here is the lovely, bright shiny hospital :
They did the basics, height, weight, blood draw, blood pressure...and a MSRA test, which is evil. WHY oh WHY didn't anyone warn me about this????? A sharp, huge q-tip stabbing my up my nose, into my brain. (I see why they have to do it, but DUDE! there has to be a better way. I still have a headache almost 7 hours later. This paper they gave to me AFTER the test. I disagree with what it says:
I am all set now - no pre-op diet! Just a "light, low calorie meal with protein the night before surgery" and no drink/food after midnight.
Not one time have they mentioned the size of my liver - it seems like every other lap-bander blog I read, they had to do stuff to shrink the liver???
I didn't ask the surgeon.
and even though I'm 35 years old (and a kid at heart) I decided that having
surgery means I get a new lovey - Meet "Hungry Hungry Hippo"
Aw, we are cute. I plan on snuggling her plenty and watching endless America's next top model and American Pickers episodes and maybe some Saved by the Bell
and stuff (can you tell I don't have cable? I almost like being sick/recovering for the tv time I get at my parents house. It's sad.)
I'm planning on bringing the ipod (Mom will be holding on to it during my surgery, but before/after) to take as many Insta-gram pix as possible to share on my FB profile - https://www.facebook.com/lalaloses if you want to be my friend!
or you could just look at them on Insta-gram - my name there is also lalaloses