Greetings all. My name is Julia...I'm 34 years old and I had the sleeve surgery on 7/27/15.
It's been emotional for me. You see, my initial consult was scheduled on 9/22/14. My husband of 16 years, Sam, had suddenly passed away the day before from congestive heart failure at the age of 48. As you can imagine, my WLS plans went to hell in a handbasket. I binged on comfort and junk foods as a way to cope and gained 20 pounds on top of where I was.
I knew Sam wanted me to get better and he wanted for us to grow old together. I went through a lot of, "What's the point of going on?" feelings and wishing I could just go with him. I finally got past that stage and here I am. I am still feeling overwhelmed. This liquid stage is terrible. Nothing tastes good except sugar free Popscicles and I'm sick of everything, even the chewable Vitamins. I already screwed up on the pre-op diet and my liver was too fatty...my doc went through with the surgery and I feel bad I disappointed him and failed so early in the game. I did kind of shoot myself in the foot getting braces put on my teeth recently too because my mouth was too sore to eat anything heavier than pureed stuff. I'm overwhelmed at moments. It scares me how overwhelmed I am and not even through with the first week. I'm glad I did this, I wish I didn't do this and could order a pizza. I dunno.
