I was tired of being sad, and not having any peace of mind. My weight would always be there in my internal dialogue. I remember changing my sons diaper, thinking "my stomach is getting really big". It was just getting crazy. I would be thinking about my weight at the most ridiculous times.
Then my wonderful husband and I were talking nad he made the observation that you don't see many obese elderly people and that scared me. I'm only 34, but want to be around a long time esepecially for my babies.
So, May 12 I will be among the banded...translation...I'll be among the living again.
