When and Where? (Tell me and I'll be there!)

I'm sitting here thinking about how long it's been since my psych eval... It was a week ago today, if I'm not mistaken. And I didn't fax my visit to the doctor until this Monday when I came back to work... should I call and make sure it was received? Maybe, or should I wait until Monday. Hmmm. Decisions, decisions.

Anyone that knows me, knows that I'm going to call today. I just want to make sure that I don't fall through the cracks because they were waiting on me and I was waiting on them

... I just called.

I'm getting more excited with each day and my mind is thinking about all of the things that I will be able to do again, things that I threw away mentally as my weight increased more and more. Things like dancing and running for sport were things that I had given up on. No one ever sees an obese dancer and thinks, "oh what beautiful lines!" I really want to do ballroom dancing when I lose enough weight. I think it's amazing.

So... yeah. I'm still hopeful, still just as impatient, still just as determined.