Storm72

At 37, got sick of being 50 pounds overweight for 10 years...decided to do something about it before it gets harder.  My back and knees were hurting and for the first time, I had borderline high blood pressure.  I love the beach, the ocean, being active, but I hate the way I look and feel.  I have a desk job and super busy with the kids, can't wake up at 5am to work out, so I thought I would spoil myself with a little extra help.  My husband is completely against it, and wishes I would have never told him.  I haven't told my family- kids, parents, etc., but I did tell my best friend who is supportive.  Last week, I took the train down to the border, got picked up by OCC's driver and went to a hotel...they picked me up in the morning and went in for surgery.  By 8pm, I was walking the halls, sore and tired post-surgery.  They tool great care of me, and I was able to leave the next day around noon, got a ride back across the border to the train, took the train home.  Yep, I did it alone and secretly (except for the unsupportive husband).  Now I am 5 days post-op and down 7 pounds and hungry as hell already, been on a liquid diet and really looking forward to eating...last night I kind of blew it and had a few bites of real food that I chewed up really well...it was fine, but I am worried now.  Also I feel like my abdomen is swollen and fatter than usual, and I can feel my port protruding...God I hope that goes away because it's pretty ugly and uncomfortable...but I am hoping I made the right decision and look forward to 6 months down the line when I can feel healthier.