This morning, I dropped 4ft off and the other two kids and I went to Kaiser so I could do my official weigh in. We got there at 8:30 and apparently they don't start working until 9. So the receptionist said she'd go ahead and register me but she couldn't make any promises as to when they'd see me. I figured if the kids got obnoxious they'd probably see me all the sooner so I agreed to wait and we had a seat in the lobby.
The kids were so good. They each got a clipboard and pen with paper and drew while we waited. In retrospect I should've taken a picture but hey it was early and I was just ecstatic that they were being so well-behaved. Fifteen minutes later they called me back and I weighed in. It's official per Kaiser's evil scale I have hit my goal weight. Now I'm just waiting to get a call from the Bariatric Coordinator to schedule my EKG appointment and surgery date. I'm nervous as well as excited. In other news: Grumpers is 34lbs. He had to jump on the scale too.
To celebrate I took the kids to McDonalds -- them for being so good, me for hitting my goal weight. I celebrated with a Diet Coke. I know, I know, I'm supposed to give up soda completely and for the most part I have been when I treat myself it's with one of those. Better that then like a cake, right? The kids split a cinnamon melt, a hashbrown, and some chocolate milk. So total win for everyone.