Question Of The Day

Wow how scary!!! That would be a major moment that is for sure!! *huggles* Felicia

My moment.... Well, Hmmmmm.......I have a long story to tell, but I'll try my best to "Readers Digest" for you. I started down this path several years ago with my two best friends. We were all three in need of WLS. I jumped thru the hoops, went to all the appointments, had all the testing done - except the psych eval - and was still trying to figure out if it was really the right thing for me to do at the time.....and then my first friend had the surgery. She had complications, a really bad leak, and the doctor had to perform a second surgery on her. I talked to her on the phone while she was in the hospital - she was in GA, I was in TX, so visiting wasn't an option. She sounded horrible. Then, two weeks later, she had a friend who had the surgery and died. That did it for me. I decided that I was going to either lose the weight on my own or I was going to stay fat forever. Plus, I realized that I wasn't in the right frame of mind to have the surgery. All I could think about was what I would be giving up, not what I would be gaining by having WLS. I knew this was a sure way to NOT be a success. So, I backed out of everything. A year later, my other friend had moved to CA and had her surgery. She came back to TX for a visit and we met and talked. Her surgery went great, no problems and she was losing weight and looking and feeling GREAT. She was a really positive influence. I was interested, but only enough to do a little more research and keep trying to diet. Fast forward two years of dieting and having my weight yo-yo, more UP than down. I was in the shower after having stepped on the scale and crying from the number. I started thinking about how much I weighed when we moved to TX and how much I weighted that day. I realized that with dieting and exercising I had gained an average of 10 pounds per year....that was 110 pounds since moving to TX! Talk about supersizing. Then, I did the math. At the rate I was going I'd be over 300 when my oldest graduated and over 400 by the time my youngest graduated. And, that was if I kept doing what I was doing. At this point, I was ready to give up. I had hit rock bottom. THAT was when I decided that I could not do this on my own and that I had to have serious help. I knew that even Weigh****chers or any other "diet plan" would not work for me. I knew it had to be extreme....and I was ready for it. I thought about all my family medical history, MY increasingly worsening medical problems and I decided then and there that I would have the surgery. I called my hubby (he was at work) and told him I was going to see one of the docs at work to talk about WLS. He was 100% behind me and has continued to support me the whole way thru. He actually wanted me to have the surgery several years ago, but supported me backing out of it because he knew I needed to be committed to it for it to work. I talked to the nurses at work and found out which PCP was most WLS friendly so I could see that doctor....and the rest is history. I started my journey that day. My only regret is backing out of it 4 plus years ago. Susan

Wow great story!! I agree with your regret. I wish I had done this 3 years ago. ALL the time that I wasted *sigh*. Oh well can only look forward right!!! *huggles* Felicia