Getting weighed
So, today, is the FIRST time in my life that I looked forward to stepping on the scale. I am 35, and for the past 25 years I would have major angst knowing someone needed my weight for whatever reason. Today was my 1 month post-op with my surgeon. I am one month and 10 days post-op and am down 40 pounds. For me, this is huge. I'm feeling good and very energized. I know that I am not getting enough protein daily (a big struggle) and am working hard to get that fixed. I'm so encouraged by the success stories of my other Feb 04 brothers and sisters. I also feel the pain of your obstacles and barriers. I try to check in daily to see how everyone is doing. Some of you are such saviors with warm giving hearts. I send you all warm fuzzies on this glorious day. Enjoy.