2 Days To Go
Next Tuesday is my surgery. I am no longer struggling with my decision to go forward with it despite that fact that two of my closest friends have been very negative lately. My one friend who has bariatric surgery, says things like, “You’re really going to miss eat…you’ll see” or “Well, you lost some weight on your own, do you really think you need to get the surgery?” Now, I know what the nutritionist meant when she said that your friends and/or family will try to sabotage your success. Even my husband has been a little discouraging, “You’re going to be in a lot of pain.” I know they mean well and they just trying to be helpful and they are worried but I believe that only you knows what best for you. The only person right now that I think is truly supportive is my dad because he has seen me struggle to get this weight off for so many years.
I made up my mind 6 months ago that after years of trying so many difference diets that failed me, it was time to take extreme action. I really don’t have that many more years left. I almost died 6 years ago of a cardiomyopathy. I got a second chance and I am not going to waist another day not feeling good about myself, not being able to walk up one flight of stairs without gasping for air, not being able to shop in the regular petite section, not being able to sit on my floor with my kids, not being able to tie my own shoes without holding my breath.
I am not doing this to look thin. I just want to be healthy. I want to want to take picture of myself. I want a body that matches my personality. I want my back, knees, and feet not to hurt when I walk. I have a great life, a great husband, and great kids. I want to be around for grandchildren.
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