Dreaded Dr. appt

My fill appointment is tomorrow afternoon and I am super nervous.

I've been putting the visit off for some time because I am not in the shape/at the weight I wanted to be in when my Doc saw me next.

I really don't want to see his face when the number on the scale doesn't read too far from the number it was on my last visit.

I'll have to dress in something really slimming tomorrow. ☺

Feel like I need a fill

I've known that I've needed a fill for quite some time, but I've been putting off getting it.

I haven't been losing at the rate I thought I should be and I was embarrassed to go back to my doctor without dropping some more weight. Absolutely silly, I know, but that's what has been holding me back.

I finally decided that I had to get over my ego or whatever and I called to make a fill appointment. My fill doctor services two hospitals, and the one that I go to, he is only there every other Friday. This means that I can't get in for a fill until October 9th!

Part of this makes me upset that I have to wait so long, and this isn't the set up they presented me with when in talks with whether or not to have my surgery through them, but on the other hand...it does give me some extra time to slim down so that I won't feel like such a loser (or not loser, actually!) when I go in.

Off to walk to the dog...uphill!

Gurgle, burp and rumble

In the morning my band is always very tight and makes eating or drinking a little bit of a challenge. Before my massage therapy appointment this morning I'd had a few sips of a smoothie and I guess it was just not sitting well with me.

All throughout the massage my belly and throat were making these loud, weird gurgling sounds and I had the burps. I could not stop, or hide it...I was absolutely mortified.

I'd explained the sounds to her and of course she told me not to be embarrassed and to relax and let my body do what it was going to do. That was the longest, tensest massage of my life! I couldn't get upright fast enough!

I am used to having these odd sounds escape my body, but it's usually at home in front of my boyfriend, in the privacy of my office, or lost in the noise of a restaurant...not in the incredible silence of a massage room. I know, I know...get over myself!

I am definitely not eating or drinking anything before my next appointment though!