My surgery tomorrow

I've been thinking and thinking about how I was going to tell the world about my latest life adventure. I've decided that my blog would be the best Plac to depress the details and emotions :)For the past month or so, I've been going to the dentist. We have been taking X-rays, and putting together a treatment plan for my mouth full of problems. Tomorrow (Friday) I am beginning these treatment plans and I'm scared. Tonight I have to take a heavy dose of Valium prescribe by my doctor, and in the morning I have to take a different set of pills (triazolam). These pills will apparently leave me conscious, able to walk around, but I've been told it will put me into a "drunken" state. I'm not allowed to drive, or even be alone at my apartment afterwards. The plus side is that I'm supposed to wake up Saturday morning with almost no memory of the procedures. I'm obviously afraid of the actual procedure and the pain to follow, but I'm also really freaked out about A. Not being in control of my faculties and B. waking up and having a chunk of time completely missing from my memory. So, tomorrow starts this whole process, and even as I'm sitting here typing this, I'm having a mild panic attack. I'm scars of SO many things. The pain, the drugs, the inevitable comments and looks I'm going to get from everyone once this is done, and most of all, what I'm going to think of the finished product. I've had screwed up teeth for literally as long as I can remember. I have pictures of myself at like 12-13 with a great smile, but I don't remember what it feels like. I was thinking about this the other day, and I came to the realization that about 95% of the people in my life right now have. Ever seen me with a regular smile. Wish me luck for tomorrow. This is a MAJOR experience in my life. I'd appreciate any texts, messages or comments to help me get through the next few days!!! If I don't respond, it's because I'm still drugged hahaThanks for the prayers peeps

A new chapter

I'm sure it comes as no great shock when I tell you that the number one New Year's resolution in America is to lose weight. Our country is diet-obsessed, but unfortunately there are so many contradictory opinions on what is and isn't healthy, that people are confused.

I didn't work today, and it left me quite a bit of time to read and to think.

I've decided to make a very radical change in what I'm doing with my life. Last summer I went on a crazy health kick. I gave up basically everything I loved eating and drinking, and in return lost a bunch of weight. That's great. But I've started back to my old ways. I eat out all the time. I don't go to the gym at all. I drink soda in excess amounts, and all of this combined makes me think of one word... Disgusting.

I have never been one of those people who's overly self conscious. I feel like I actually had a better self image that maybe I should have! But here I am at twenty three, and while I'm not the most unhealthy I've ever been, I'm not healthy by any stretch of the imagination.

So, I have set up rules for myself. Simple rules, that if followed, will will bring me into a new healthier lifestyle, and likewise make me drop weight.

I am both nervous and excited for this new adventure. I have prayed about this extensively. I haven't actually talked it over with anyone yet, but I know a few people who are more than qualified to help me, and who I'm sure will gladly lend a hand.

If you're one of these people and want to help with advice, recipes, encouragement, etc, text me or Fb message me.

Thanks in advance friends!!

Grace be with you.

The little things

Today I read a quote that simply said...

"Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory."

And it hit me hard. I am the type of person who is always trying to go, go, go, and rarely takes time to stop or slow down. I am a planner who wants everything a certain way, and I am easily stressed out when things don't work out the way I expect them to. I'm sure a lot of you feel the same way.

This isn't a long blog post today. Just a simple reminder to "stop and smell the roses" as my grandma Max used to say. Enjoy the little God-given moments that make life sweet, because as time slips by, life only gets harder. It only gets busier.

And lastly, if you choose to maximize each and every enjoyable experience in life, when those rough and tough moments roll through, you'll have some very happy memories to help get you through. They'll be there as an awesome reminder that there's light at the end of the tunnel :)

Have a happy Tuesday.

Grace be with you.