Nary a Sniff or Glance

Half way through the pre-op diet and all is well.

Michelle accused me of being a little cranky the other night, but frankly I didn't see it. Either way, we seem to be past it now.

I feel fortified with protein and ready to ignore the Friday-donuts I know are waiting for me at work in the morning. With a mug of black coffee in one hand and a protein shake in the other, I will march by with nary a sniff or glance. I am on a mission. The closer I get, the more motivated and less tempted I become. After weeks of it seeming to take forever, my surgery is a week from today.


Have I mentioned what an awesome, supportive wife I have?

Thank you for walking this journey with me.

I love you, Michelle!