My husband and I still wouldn't have been legally married if it wasn't for the state stepping in and saying I had to have an immediate family member live locally to care for me after surgery. We would have grown old together without a piece of paper to tell us to do so. I imagine we would have been in our 90's before we looked at each other and be like, "well, the kids have grandkids of their own now, suppose we should get married for insurance purposes since we're fixing to die soon?" I don't regret marrying my husband, I do regret not having any pictures that day, however that moment will always take place in my heart. February 4, 2016 2pm: Married, February 5, 2016 9am: WLS Day- 231lbs. As February approaches this year, I look back into time. 6 years it's been and I still struggle every day with my size. I can't see it, I still buy clothes too big for myself and I was court ordered a couple years ago to update my driver's license due to my drastic transformation resulting in a steady 109lbs. Skin surgery is recommended for me due to repeat infections and I am not sure is my mind will ever catch up to my actual bmi. Sent from my moto g play (2021) using BariatricPal mobile app
