Life and other things.

Well, the first bit of news is that I have just turned in my paperwork to be able to graduate in May. I can't believe it's finally in sight. I never thought I would graduate from college. I always hoped, but with the start to adulthood I had, it never seemed very likely. Now I just want to stand on a hill and scream into the wind that I did it, that I am worth more than anyone ever thought. I'm the first in my family to have an education beyond high school, and that is an accomplishment. 

The second bit is about my surgery. I'm having it on December 19th, at 12pm. It will take place at Tacoma General, and I will probably be in the hospital for a few days. I should be out in time for Christmas, though. I'm having a hysterectomy, and there is a possibility that if the financial aid covers it, I may also be having some plastic surgery that is medically necessary to enable the surgeons to get to my uterus. If I do, it would entail removing most of the excess fat from my stomach and abdominal area. I have to admit that although I am pretty freaked out about the surgery and staying in the hospital, the idea of losing so much weight all at once appeals to me. It would mean that after I've healed from the surgery I would be more capable of doing the things that I have wanted to be able to. It might enable me to continue on a pattern of weight loss, even. Even if I don't have that portion of the surgery done, though, I will be happy to not feel like this every day anymore.  

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