5 months post op today~ reflection

I remember being so scared of going in for lap band surgery. 

Am I doing the right thing?

I'm nervous, anxious, excited, scared all at the same time.

Oh the pain, but Oh it was worth it!

Down 35 plus pounds, and happy that I'm working towards better eating

habits. The band is my best friend, and as long as I treat it nicely, it takes good care

of me. I get angry at it sometimes. I see a whole pizza pie and dream of eating every slice oh so fast

and gobbling it down. Breathing it in. Then I stop, and the band reminds me that being a compulsive

overeater is NOT a healthy place to be.

So I go to my happy place. I can have a bite. Then another. Then another. Then STOP!

Yes, my best friend reminds me that enough is enough. I don't NEED anymore. I just WANT more.

There is a difference. I always WANT more of things that I like. I'm never filled up completely. 

What does being "full" mean anyhow? The band reminds me that I am full and don't NEED anymore.

Thank you my friend for reminding me that after a couple of bites, I'm satisfied. My eyes were ALWAYS 

bigger than my stomach. 

The journey will continue. I will make mistakes, live and learn. Yet, I'm grateful for saying "yes" to the surgery and for my new life which is just beginning!