Well, I have finally decided to do this. Not sure what else to say at this point, other than I have made up my mind. I worry about living with the band, worry that I'll have complications. I also worry that husband, who is also very heavy, won't be able to keep up with me once I am healthier. I worry for our future together.
More than the worries, however, are the dreams. I dream about being able to run along the beach, to ride a Harley down A1A, and to hold my own child in my arms. None of these things can happen until this weight is gone. And this weight ain't going easy, so, surgery it is. I've made up my mind.
