The past few days I've felt a bit overwhelmed by stress - as I tend to. I have decided that I really need to get home for a fill and will be going there on the way home from Cancun. It wasn't the cheapest thing I could do, but I get to get a fill and that's pretty much priceless. I thought about trying to get home before then, but the idea of being over-filled in Mexico is definitely not appealing.

As I was talking to my mom yesterday, struggling, she reminded me that what I was going through still sounded easier than pre-op. A year ago I was in hell - unable to get my shakes down, fading on next to no calories and soon - starting to doubt whether surgery could even happen. I have to remember this - how happy I am I got through it and got to have surgery, not the specifics of my results.

I am just watching the ski cross on the Olympics - I've been such a happy and proud Canadian these past ten days!

Lots of love,

Ange