Other than the fact that my throat feels as if an entire army has marched over it, I am doing pretty well this morning after my gastric plication procedure yesterday. All my Propel tastes like anesthetic gas, but thankfully it is not as bad this morning as yesterday evening. I have done little but sleep since they put me out about 2 PM yesterday afternoon. I could easily put my computer down, crawl under the covers, and sleep some more right now … I have some slight discomfort in my mid-stomach area where I now sport a few new sutures ... but nothing major.

I won’t know for a few weeks or even months how effective this procedure will be, but my doc is very, very excited about the results he has seen thus far. I have a feeling I have been living with a low grade of discomfort for a very long time, punctuated with severe bouts. I am anxious to feel really good again.

During all of the pre-op stuff yesterday—you know, where you tell them a thousand times, over and over again, that you are not allergic to anything, all your teeth are your own, you are not pregnant, you don’t have on any jewelry, you didn’t eat anything past midnight—I shared with my first nurse about ATN. Her fiancé works for eTapestry.com. eTapestry is an organization that assists non-profits.

I told Joy, my nurse, about the kids and families served by ATN. She immediately connected with the need, based on some of the families she has seen during her nursing career. I also told her about Thomas Verny and the commercial I described in this post.

Joy made note of the ATN website, and I hope she tells her fiancé to check us out. I told her how we consisted of stressed-out families who are hard pressed to survive their own lives, much less volunteer in an organization and help financially. We need outside support. If any of you reading this blog know of any sources of support for ATN, please give me a call or email me. I don’t miss too many opportunities to promote our work, as you can see!

We are hanging out in our hotel room today, with Beth doing schoolwork, my husband participating in conference calls for his work, and I uncharacteristically silenced! We are having dinner with my doc and his wife tonight … he has been my friend since I was a teenager. We head home tomorrow. Thanks so much for all of your well-wishes.

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