RNY Surgery Goals

The night before my gastric bypass surgery, I spent a very emotional deep introspective hour composing a list of goals and stabilizing myself to believe that I am reasonable. Then, I composed a quick piano composition titled, “Anticipation”.  It has a steady lilting back-and-forth to support the deep growling melody in the bassline.  At times, the competing elements agree, and then return to the parallel thoughts. Dare I suggest the hint at the colon prep kicking in, and the notes emptying out to soft nothingness. It resolves with an unsettling minor drop right before the final measure.

RNY Surgery Goals

  • To be able to eat half a yogurt and be satisfied, full, and fortified.
  • to no longer be consumed with healthy food shopping and meal preps, the miseries of weighing cabbage, and be satisfied with my minimal needs.
  • to get off my blood pressure medication
  • Lower my cholesterol to normal levels
  • to beat the odds of my family’s heart disease
  • to be able to navigate stairs without dislocating my knees
  • to be able to walk down the stairs and see past my stomach so I don’t trip
  • To be able to get up from a chair without leaving a sweat-spot
  • to be able to wear dresses without leggings, and not chafe my thighs
  • to see my knee bones and ankles
  • eliminate water retention in my feet
  • to be able to pick up a tissue from the floor without waiting for more things to accumulate before bending down
  • to be able to walk for more than 10 minutes before my heel spurs start throbbing
  • to breathe easier for longer periods and not trigger my asthma
  • to sing for two hours straight without throat pain
  • to sit on the floor with my clients and play guitar.
  • to send all my old clothes to Lisa and Beka
  • be able to play a narrow-neck guitar
  • play the violin without colliding my fingers
  • enjoy airplane flights without stopping the circulation in my legs because my thighs are squeezed in between the neighboring armrests
  • to be able to lift and move objects without throwing my back into spasms
  • to be able to wear trendy shoes with less support
  • be done with granny-panties
  • to be able to buy size medium clothes on the sales rack
  • to be a normal-looking healthy American