I had a meaningless appointment with the sleep study doc today to discuss my very mild sleep apnea and that we’re not going to treat it because the surgery may be enough to remedy the issue. I knew this. It’s pretty much what we discussed over the phone when I told them my surgery doctor agreed that we didn’t need to do the second sleep study with a cpap machine. I guess they needed relationship closure and needed one last date with me.
Another frustration today is that the surgeon’s office wants to postpone my surgery to July 6. I’m livid. My whole life and the lives of others are scheduled for the surgery to be June 26. I had to complete all these stupid medical tests and nutrition classes in time for them to get the approval done by June 26. I completed it two weeks earlier. I have borrowed from my 401k, deferred my car payment, and scrimped and saved to pay for my part by the date of surgery. I’ve done my part!!! And the really outrageous part is that it happened without consulting me. They just changed the date. And the girl thought I had just remembered it wrong. Then she saw where it had been changed. Ugh. Trust me, I know when it was supposed to be.
There is a possibility that it will just move to the hospital he’s scheduled to work at that day that’s an hour away, which is not ideal, but could mean that we stay on schedule.
As of today, I’ve lost 28 pounds. I’m really struggling with this pre diet, and I’m really concerned I’m gonna fall hard off the wagon before surgery.
I’m so ready to get this over with. It’s scary, and I’m just ready to do it.