Well, I am down to 7 days. But who is counting right?! ME of coarse! I am counting! Yes indeedy!

I am happy that I am making some friends who are getting banded and have already been banded. It's the best of both worlds. I get real life experience and get to chatter about what is on our busy little minds. Yesterday I got a good email message from Montana. She was talking about real life band expirences. Which is so awesome. I can't really wrap my head around all the changes that will be coming my way, but I am sure doing my best to educate myself on the "new way of life."

Work is busy as I am preparing for my "vacation." I love that GOD is keeping me busy right up until I leave. Otherwise I would be dying with anticipation! Good Lord! Sometimes I feel the urge to tell an extra someone about my up coming trip. It fades soon after. I feel like I have told my "core" people.

Although I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt when I speak to my cousins. My Aunt Doris passed away this past December after having WLS. So terribly sad, and I know most of the family will not understand right away how I could possibly have WLS after we lost her. I don't want to seem like I am not sensitive. That is not the case, however I do not feel like living in fear. Nor do I see our situations as being similar. That is not to say that we do not have a common bond. We all have a common bond, each and everyone of us who undergoes WLS. I can pray that when they do find out that they understand and will forgive me for going through with my plans. Honestly I hope a few will follow suit.