The road to my surgery has been rocky, to say the least. I finished my program on March 17th...only to have my hospital shut down the Bariatric floor for COVID. I had mentally given up on the surgery happening when I finally got the call, and before I knew it, it was the day of surgery. My sister was kind enough to come in for a week and stay with me, but she flew home this morning. Right now is the right time I’ve been alone since the surgery, and I’m just looking around like...now what? I wish I still had support groups to visit, but all in person groups have been cancelled for safety reasons. Did I make a mistake by having surgery during a pandemic?