"BREAKING POINT"
Let's share:
Does anyone remember the "Enough is enough" point of your decision of having WLS?
One would think that my lowest point would have been when I cried every week during PE in school , or when my brothers teased me, or high school with no dates, or when my ex-husband wouldn't take me anywhere for years, or when he gave me a final ultimatum about losing weight, and when I didn't, and he left me, or even when I went 4 years post separation without a date. Or when I didn't get a job because of my weight...
But no, it took my father, a doctor in a bariatric clinic in Brazil, to fly here (Florida) with the rest of my family, and literally shake me by the shoulders, show me the mirror and tell me I'd die by the time I'd turn 50 (I was 29). I was so mad at them, I wanted nothing to do with my family anymore. In my mind they were crazy and it all all their fault?! I told myslef I did not need a surgery, I could do it myself. Foolish me... 6 months later and 23 lbs. heavier, I called them with my tale in betwen my legs, flew to Brazil and had it done. Now I see things better, and I am a happier person.

Hi Flavia, my breaking point was when I tried to get extra life insurance and was denied based on my weight. I was furious because a smoker could get life insurance if they paid a higher premium. They did not even give me that option. It was totally humiliating. I knew I had to do something because I needed life insurance to protect my young children in case something happened to me.
I am definitely much happier and in December I will try for the life insurance again. Wish me luck!
Hugs,
Christine
-70
My breaking point was when I had such horrible back pain trying to walk 5 minutes or more. Going to the grocery store, pumping gas, walking into my office, washing dishes at the sink, it all became a real effort for me because I was in so much pain and miserable. I shut myself off from the world because I didnt have a life.
I will never forget the day we had a fire alarm go off at work and I couldnt make it all the way to the edge of the parking lot without stopping and sitting in my car for 10 minutes to rest before I walked the rest of the way. Then I had to sit on the curb because I couldnt stand, two guys who work for me had to help me get up when the fire dept cleared us to go back inside. That was one of the most humiliating moments of my life and it took all I could do to not cry right there in front of all my employees.
Since surgery I have had two silly revelations that this surgery is giving me my normal life back (aside from the obvious- feeling better and being able to walk and walk and walk without pain). The first one came the day I could reach around and hook my bra without having to twist it around my body and the second came the day I was driving to a friend's house and I glanced down and there was a huge gap between the steering wheel and me. I was amazed and so excited, epecially that I hadnt even noticed it before. People who dont have weight problems have NO idea what limitations we have when we are obese.
Amy
