Being alone is not bad, but it is not good either.
That sums up up my feeling of today. My mind is a wanderer especially when I have a headache, which was ever present today. Then a conversation with a friend talked about dating and how I have been “off market”, not looking, not caring, not anything really. Then I said that I don’t know what I want. Which sums up my life in that regard. I will probably be an old lady with cats unless I find a fellow nerd to ramble on about what I have been reading lately.
I also met with the doctor that will probably be my surgeon. It went well. The office before hand was a little messed up. They lost my file. The doctor was not paged. I was sitting for 45 minutes before someone paged her. I did like the surgeon.
We went through my medication list and stopped when she saw my depression medications. I am going to have to talk to my medicine doctor about getting off of the Wellbutrin SR before the surgery and going to the non-SR version. She said that weight loss surgery won’t help with those and I said that no, probably not. I have lost weight before and my depression was still my constant shadow, stalking me around corners. I am working on it though. I am a work in progress.
She agreed that December would be the best time. She said I should lose about 20 pounds prior to surgery. I think I am going to do South Beach. It may help a bit with what will come after the surgery.
I have a meeting with the hospice people at the nursing home tomorrow morning with Dad. I am not really looking forward to that. I know what they are going to say. It is hard to talk about.
I am so happy tomorrow is Friday. I will be collapsing on the couch when I get home work.