This journey promises to be filled with a lot of hills and valleys...and lots of turns!

I had made this decision and wondered if it was the right one...but I decided that it was time to claim my life....

They say..."take care of you"
They say..."it's a whole new life"
They say..."I am proud of you"
They say..."it's the right thing to do"
They say..."you will be fine"
They say..."it will be ok"
They say..."take control"
They say..."Just think..."
They say.."it's for your health"
They say.."I will be there for you"
BUT IS IT ALL TRUE??

The night before my surgery was one of the best nights...Carla spent the night...she always seems to be the one there for me...so we had like a "slumbe"(as my dad would say)..party...I know I can sometime bug her with my fears and drama...but she never lets me down...
Day of the surgery....So many times...I wanted to tell Carla to take me home...I was so scared..doubting my decision...could I really do this? I was really, really scared...
They thought Carla was my DAUGHTER...can you believe that?? That helped lighten the situation...
Next thing I know...it was all over...after a while I was at Carla's house...it didn't hurt to bad...just a little...didn't feel like doing much except sleeping...
The first few days was a little uncomfortable...some pain....a lot of soreness and just feeling yukky...I walked a little and slept a LOT...
First 10 days...just liquids...and jello...that means a lot of broth....tea...tomato soup and water...oh yeah let's not forget the jello...