I started crying after i read all the replys. My whole family on my mother's side has weight problems. She had her first heart attack at 48. I keep thinking - I'm only 20 years out from that. I don't want to go down the same route. Her sister, my aunt, died at 57 and she wasn't all that overweight. She carried extra weight around her stomach and butt and they say that's the bad areas. I'm hoping if I can do this and get through it maybe I can motivate a few more people in my family. We're all dying slowly from this and this is a disease, I don't care what anyone says. It's already killed my grandparents and my aunt who wouldn't have died if they hadn't been overweight.
I'm just nervous. And scared. But I'm still hopeful it all goes off without a hitch. I'm also hoping my whole overweight family doesn't still gorge every time I'm around them. THat's the hardest part for me is thinking about how I'm going to feel watching my loved ones eating everything I want to eat. Holidays are the hardest. And nighttime