My first official appointment in September of 2013 was a series of appointments. I met with the surgeon (Dr. Foote) and a behaviorist. I have to admit I was nervous about meeting with the behaviorist. Basically, they are just there to determine that you are mentally stable for the surgery. (Ok, stop laughing...obviously, I passed). My surgeon was extremely soft-spoken. I expected someone more cavalier. The next step was to decide when I wanted to have my surgery...

Let's stop for a moment. I need to make a confession. I plan almost every minute of my life. I plan when I sleep, I plan when I watch TV and even when I'm going to goof off. I don't ever do anything that is not planned in advance. In fact, I have my schedule set for major things at least 6 months ahead. Yes, I'm that kind of nerd. In my defense, with a full-time job and going to school part-time, I have to be very diligent about my schedule. Since the surgery, it is more important than ever.

Ok, getting back to my surgery, I only had a small window for surgery. It HAD TO BE the week of spring break and it had to be on the Monday morning of Spring Break. I knew that I needed a full week to recover before going back to school. So, I knew the date I wanted...it all depended on if insurance would approve it.