Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Day Two. Hrmph.

I officially hate scales at the doctor's office.  Or, in this case, at anesthesia assessment at Flowers Hospital.  Blah.

According to it, I weigh 225 pounds, 3 pounds above my "oh, hell no, you aren't getting above that" mark.  Going over all my information with the overly friendly nurse, I joked that my main problem is just my weight; "If you got a magic answer for that, I'm game."

"Well, have you tried Weight Watchers?"

Hrm.  I don't have a great history with the WW set.  I dislike being badgered to join, and that "Don't you ever want to get a man" comment just killed anything love I might have ever had for WW.  She said she didn't blame me.

Then, she handed me a pamphlet for Bairatric Surgery and the name of some one in that area who has undergone the Lapp Band procedure and counsels patients for that.

See me...NOT amused.

Anywho...I'm all set for eye surgery on the 19th.  When I went in to the eye doctor for a second round of measurements, my left/right drift was the same, but up/down, he said it was all over the place and is what they in the profession call a "googly eye".  So, they can only correct for the left/right drift.  It still will not help with my vision...but....it's something, right?

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