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| new years 2010 Excuse these pictures I got them off of my computer. |
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| new years 2010 |
I was only 22 years old and around 200lbs when my best friend at the time told me that she was going to get weight loss surgery to be exact it was the gastric sleeve.
I didn't hesitate and suggested we get it done together. I was single, overweight, needed a change, was tired of being the fat friend, and come to find out my insurance at the time was going to pay almost all of it.
My BF at the time was at least +50lbs heavier than me she was married and since I was such good friends with both of her and her husband he offered to take care of both of us if we decided to have the procedure done together.
Honestly, I had given up on trying to lose weight I felt lost and like that was my only option. I knew that I had lost 50lbs in high school but didn't have faith in myself that I could lose weight again. I was lazy.
I did my research and decided to call and see if I was even eligible for the surgery I can remember the receptionist say "You are the perfect candidate for this surgery." Those words haunt me to this day. All I heard was I'm perfect enough to get changed....
I went so far as to make the appointment for the surgery..... A couple of weeks before the actual surgery I decided to call and cancel. My friend wasn't pleased with my decision but all that kept running through my mind was all the what ifs..
What if I made the wrong decision of which surgery to have?
What if I don't decide to change my eating after the surgery and it was all for nothing? (I ate out almost every meal. every day!)
What if I wanted to live like a normal person?...I wouldn't be able to.
What if there were complications? I mean I was only 22.
What if I could lose the weight in a healthy way?
What if we went somewhere in public to eat and I uncontrollably threw up?
I didn't only want to eat a cup size of food at a time...I don't know if that's the true amount but that's what I remember being told back then from previous patients that I personally knew.
I saw a commercial about weight loss surgery and it brought back memories.
Honestly I cant speak for anyone but myself and yes weight loss is hard but I'm thankful that I decided several years later to work for my progress. I feel that if I didn't have to work for it that I wouldn't be where I am today. I probably wouldn't have started running. I wouldn't have gotten to experience weight lifting. I wouldn't know the feeling of earning all of my accomplishments. If I'm just handed something I wont appreciate it as much as if I had worked for it.
I'm thankful that I didn't go through the surgery because I know many people who had different weight loss surgeries and even though they all have lost a lot of weight most of them got lazy and went back to their old habits and ended up gaining most of that weight back.
The moral to this story is weight loss is hard whether you work for it or take the easy route.
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| November 2013 |




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