It almost 5am and as usual, I cannot sleep because I slept too much during the day.

I'm happy to report that my surgery went fine. Each time I walk by the hospital chapel, I cry thanking God for this new opportunity.

I don't remember waking up from surgery, the dr explained they had to use a lot of anestecia because the fat from my belly was absorbing it fast. Whatever that means. All I know is that I was so high when I woke up in my room at night time. I barely could talk, move and was feeling no pain at all.

All night I was so thirsty, those hours were endless, but the next morning we had a leak test and finally I could have water. I felt discomfort with every sip, but nothing horrible. Whenever I'd go walk I'd get nauseous, but it has gotten better.

Today, hopefully, I can go to the hotel.

I don't like the teas or juices. I just loved the chicken broth I had today.

I'm a bit scare about the Fly back, it's 3 hours to get to Dallas and another 3 to get to Tampa.

But I already overcame the biggest fear, I can now do anything.

I'm happy! Thank you Jesus!

Thank you all who prayed for me!