How do I even begin this? I guess with an apology to all four (!) of my followers. The last half a year or so has been one of the most trying times in my life. While it is entitled to a whole other blog entry entirely, I'll just quickly say that the past six months have been one of those life-changing periods of time for me. I feel like I have grown, shrunk, gained knowledge, and lost a lot along the way. I know none of this may seem coherent to the layperson, but I'm writing from the heart.
I guess I'll start from the beginning. It's been around 6 months or so since I've blogged. Wow! At this point in time, I should be hearing "How much have you lost?" followed by "You look incredible!" But none of that. I've not had the surgery. Due to some problems with my doctor's follow-up's and the non-support of said doctor, the surgery was a no go. I've since switched physicians, gone to my 6 month check-up's for medically supervised weight loss, and am currently having my information sent to my insurance company tomorrow morning. Even though it has been slow-going, its progress. Hopefully by this time next week, I'll be blogging about how I've scheduled my procedure, and the how, what, where and why. Again, hopefully.
But throughout this process of having the numerous doctor's appointments, I started a new semester at my third undergraduate school. Having said that, I'm lucky to be alive. I have never in my life done something so challenging. This school is entirely different from any other one I've been to. This school prides itself on being a "tough school" when in all reality, it's 90% busy work, and 10% mental capacity. However, I had the good fortune to be enrolled in a freshman-level Historic Religion course that absolutely ravaged every part of my brain. It is without a doubt, the most terrifyingly difficult class I have ever taken. I also worked my ass off to earn a final grade of 'B'...so I'm satisfied with that. Not my first choice, but still.
Along the way, I made some incredible new friends, began losing some old ones, and fell in love all over again with my best friend in this world. But that's another story. All in all, my little corner of the world has been fairly busy, but the only thing in life that is constant is change.
But there's more to come, and that's a good sign for now.
I have an idea how much you want your surgery, Robin. It comes through in your infrequent(!) writings. My fingers are crossed for you.
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