There's just one thing

I'm OK with how things are going on the path to the weight loss surgery. But I have discovered that some of the high protein supplements I'm taking actually taste worse than baby food. I'm taking powdered vitamins that are mixed with water. They are supposed to be orange flavor. They are really cardboard box flavor. I'm really glad there are squirt bottles of crystal light. Also some of the shake mixes are nasty. I've been forced to add flavors there too. But you know, that's actually a good thing. I'll be learning to plan stuff and to take something that tastes nasty and make it taste better. For the first 4 weeks after the surgery I'll be on liquids. So innovation will have to be the order of the day. I've never been good at that. Except when backed up against a wall. I'm glad to announce that I have hit the wall. If anyone has ideas for making any of the supplements taste better, I'd welcome them.

ch-ch-ch-changes

I think there are some ways that we age that are the same in all of us. For example, sometimes we lose people we care about and we must adjust to living without them. Sometimes there are new aches and pains in our bodies that cause our favorite activities to be a little less fun. If our hearing is less robust, the TV gets louder. If we were low energy folks, we don't change into athletes and if we were athletes we don't usually become couch potatoes.

One thing about aging that is universal is that it brings changes. I've been a couch potato for the last couple of years. My overweight body told me that if I don't do something soon to get up and move, I'll be moving into a wheel chair. That may be OK eventually and I do enjoy a good ride. But not now. I spent the morning doing the surgery prep things at the hospital. I've never been poked more, stuck more, or paid out more money before any other surgery.Maybe the insurance companies believe in erring on the side of safety. In other words, covering their asses. If so, I'll admit that it makes me feel much more secure in my choices of late. And I'm looking forward to a new day.

One other thing that has changed for me is that I have a new sister. She is the sister of my former husband. He and she weren't close and when we divorced he told me she didn't want to hear from me and to leave his family alone. Since I'm an only child with no other family I felt the loss of his family terribly. Well, brave girl that she is, she contacted me recently with the idea that we could meet and talk. It's been about 8 months and I can't get over how much her friendship has changed my life. I'm no longer without family. She and her husband are my family and I'm in love with the idea that I can phone her and she is glad to hear from me. It's a little thing but what a great change.