Question Of The Day

Thought this would be fun.. Cant promise one every day but once in a while at least lol.. What was the moment that made you say "Ok time for WLS"? Have fun! *huggles* Felicia

I had 3 turning points in a row that were the final "its time" moments. 1. Thanksgivings..05 - Was out at my Mom and Dads house and went to go to the bathroom and at the end of the hallway my Mom had put up a new Full length Full width mirror. So here I come waddling down the hallway and I looked up to make the corner into the bathroom and there I was... In all my "glory". I had not seen a full on shot that close up of myself in I don't know how many years and to be drop dead serious I just burst out in tears. I didn't even know who was in that mirror. Up until that point I had been able to con myself that it "wasn't that bad". I knew I had to lose weight but I didn't look "that bad". And the truth was I did look that bad. I just couldn't believe it. By the time I got home I felt like I had been just beat up mentally. All of a sudden I was TERRIFIED of leaving the house or doing anything where anyone would see me. I couldn't imagine having to put my poor husband and son thru the stares and pointing fingers of having to be seen with me. 2. Came right before Christmas when Joshua ( my then 5 year old ) came up to me and asked to play like any little boy would and I had to tell him AGAIN "Not right now honey Momma is tired". I hadn't done anything all day. There was no reason to be tired other then I was/am so incredibly over weight. But that wasn't the "moment" the moment was when I looked at his face and he turned and sighed and walked away saying ok... He got about 5 feet or so away and turns and says..."That's ok Momma I still love you anyways". And went on down to his room. I was just physically and mentally sick. It hit me all at once that I had lost 5 whole years of his life being fat and trapped and just worthless. 3. The final one came Christmas day '05 when we were setting up the cameras and for the 100th year in a row I was positioning the camera and all the furniture so we would be able to catch all the exciting moments but not a single chance to catch even a toe of me in yet ANOTHER years worth of family pictures. We had a wonderful day. And YUP I managed to get out of EVERY single picture.. But one. I was going thru them to put them on a disc and here was this picture my husband had taken of me sitting in "MY FAT CHAIR" and there I was . Once again in ALL my "glory". Its a HUGE lazyboy recliner and I just over flowed it. There I was looking up at who knows what and looking at the picture I didn't even SEE me in it. All I saw was horror. That was it for me. I sat down that night and I wrote a list of things that would happen "If I could just stick to it for one year".. The list got longer and longer and longer and I though OMG look what I have lost by staying this way. So I made up my mind that day that no more of this fat crap. I was done. I WILL BE IN THOSE PICTURES! And I will be the Mom my son deserves. At this point I still thought I could maybe do it alone and so I went hard core Low Carb and work outs till the end of April '06 and then once again FLOP..... The actual DAY was : May 23, 2006 Written that day: Its official I have completely fallen off my weight loss program once again. Today I decided that I just can not do this alone. I promised myself on the first of the year that if this time failed I would do the weight loss surgery route. I have to much to lose. I put in a call to the Weight Loss Management Clinic to find out how I go about having Gastric Bypass Surgery. Its my last chance at being a healthy functioning Mom and Wife. I am going to die if I do not do something permanent about this weight loss. I can not just keep losing and gaining. Its worse then gaining it in the first place. I knew it was "the right time" for this decision when I was no longer scared of facing the ins and outs of this type of surgery. When I could sit down and compare the pros and cons of having surgery vs. the pros and cons of the life I am living today. Needless to say the surgery stood out loud and clear compared to the slow death I was living with out it. Wish me luck! I will keep you posted on how things go. And thats my story of the day I said "OK time for WLS"... *huggles* Felicia

I remember it as though it were yesterday!!! I bought a pair of blue dress pants -- size 26/28. I wore them ONCE and the next time I went to wear them, they didn't fit. I knew then that I had to do something -- that I was pretty much losing control of my weight!! I'm hanging onto those pants as a reminder!!! Holly

MANNNNNNNNNN so been there!! Finally got to the point that I am just going to go naked as I am not buying up one more size!!! Its the worst feeling in the world isn't it!!! *huggles* Felicia

Yes, it is the worst feeling! One day, I was trying on a pair of old jeans and I was floored at how big they were! I just couldn't believe I had been that heavy! But I said to my husband, I had to have known I was that heavy or I wouldn't have decided to have the surgery! Right? My doctor told me that seeing the weight on the scale and not being able to wear those pants again is what made me realize that I was heavy, but that we get it in our heads that it's "not that bad" when as you said, it really is that bad! Holly

YUP! The "lie to your self its ok" thing lol. Did it for years. I just "didn't see it". I mean YES duh I knew I was over weight but OMG I had no real grasp of HOWWWWWWWWWWWWW MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH over weight I really had become. Which one would think to be so stupid since you are living with all this bulk but man you really can con yourself when you don't want to "see it". WHEW Thank goodness that will never be us again!! *huggles* Felicia

My moment: summer 2006 I had the bright idea to have a friend of mine get me a pedicure kit from a local beauty supply store. It was a real eye opener when I couldn't use any of the products because I couldn't bend over long enough to work on my feet without having to come up for air every 20 seconds. And, the look on my face as I tried looked as though I was going to bust a blood vessel in my head. My face was bright red as I struggled. At that point I knew this was only going to get worse until I did something. I now go for pedicures but I hope that someday soon I can do it on my own!!! Allison

OK so I still have that problem lolol but its getting better every lb and every inch that goes away lolol... You will be doing your own in no time I am just sure of it!!! *huggles* Felicia

For me it was Februay 06 (just a year ago!) The boy and I had talked about it but until that point niether one of us felt my weight was "holding me back". I still was active (so we thought), I could walk distances (just slowly). I used headaches etc. as an excuse to avoid any real activity (like group volleyball etc). But that February I arrived home in the evening, exhausted as usual (and it was only 6 or 7pm) and my knees hurt so badly I couldn't get up the steps to my aparment without crawling on my hands and knees. I got up there, and in the door and collapsed on the couch. I needed a rest just to recover from the stairs. I then cooked up some hamburger helper (what I survived on in my lazy days) and washed it down with 3 cokes. I was a closet eater. The boy never saw me in this type of condition, he only saw me at my "best" (which wasnt that good). That night I realized that I needed to change my life and that I couldn't do it alone. I was at my initial group informational session within a few weeks.

SOOOOOOOOOO been there... And had to have the carbs and the soda (cans and cans and cans and cans and cans of it)just to make it from one point to another lol. Was my fuellll and MAN was I taking in LOTS OF FUEL lolol. Isn't it amazing how we see now much it was holding us back now but at the time it was like "not THAT bad" lol. My what year will do!!! *huggles* Felicia