Suffered a bit of insomnia last night. Had a belly ache that I think was induced by the nerves that I mentioned yesterday. I had wanted things to hurry up and now that they are, I had a moment of panic.
I feel a bit better today. I had some time (while not sleeping) to process some of what I am feeling. I'm nervous and excited and a little bit scared. The scared part isn't really like a deep seeded fear or anything. I think it's mostly just a small fear of the surgery itself, coupled by that small little part of me that says, gosh I hope I'm making the right decision. I don't think that anyone can say that they feel 100% in these types of situations. I feel about 98%, and that other 2% isn't nearly enough to make me second guess myself. It just manifests as the "oh my gosh" that pops up here and there. So I am finding that I have already started to shift my mindset a bit now that I've made my choice. I am becoming more aware of what goes into my mouth at each meal, and snack, and graze... I pay more attention to each bite, how big it is, how many times and how long I chew, what it feels like when I finally swallow. I notice the portion size on my plate. Though I haven't quite made a big shift in my portion size, I am definitely becoming more aware of what is put before me in a restaurant, or what I dish up for myself on my own. I also have begun to take notice to anything I drink. I'm not much of a sugary drink kinda gal. The only time I typically drink any soda is when I mix my Maker's Mark with a little splash of ginger ale. Otherwise, I'm not big into sweetened drinks.
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