Everybody's doing it.....
......So I thought I would too. 
November 17th was my one year happy rebirthaversary A.K.A. my one year anniversary 
Life has changed drastically for me. When I started this journey (this time) I weighed in at a mere 378 pounds, my B.M.I. was only 69.1, my height was 5'2" ~I was super morbidly obese. My shoe was a 10 or 11 with no back's in them so I could slip them on. My kids were tired of having to help their mother get dressed, so the backless shoes were a real help. My jeans were a size a 30/32 but were too small, my super stretch pants fit (kind of) My tops ranged in size from a 4x to 6x. I couldn't wear nylons or heels so I didn't bother with dresses. I spent the majority of my life laying in bed or on the couch. I got up to eat and use the bathroom. Every two week I would have to get up and go to the Doctor's office, I would go to church every two or three weeks. I would also go grocery shopping (didn't want to miss that). I could hardly walk. I was in a lot of pain. My insides felt like they were being squished. I was miserable. I laid in my bed (or on my couch) and thought of ways to kill myself that wouldn't leave to much of a mess for someone to have to clean up. Needless to say I was very depressed. Skip ahead a year. I finally get approval and have my surgery at Henry Ford Hospital Main Campus Detroit with Dr. Arthur Carlin. (an incredibly skilled surgeon, and an awesome person). I feel pretty good post-op but took a ride on the emotional roller coaster for a little bit there. At 6 weeks out I hit a plateau, that lasted a full 6 weeks, finally on week #7 I started losing again. I honestly thought I was the only one this surgery wasn't going to work for. Jump ahead ~Today I weigh 164 pounds down a total of 214 pounds. My B. M. I. is 29. I am moderately overweight. I would not qualify for surgery today. My height is 5' 3" (yes I gained an inch) I wear a size 8/10 in jeans. A size 6/7 in dress pants (which I prefer). I wear a size 8 jacket/coat. and my tops range from a medium to a small. I wear a size 6 to 8 in dresses. I still have big feet an 8 to 9 depending on what kind and who makes them. I enjoy wearing heels, and boots (the tall ones). You won't find me laying in bed unless it's between midnight (to 2:00am) and 8:00am. You also won't find me laying on a couch or even sitting on one or in front of a television. You can find me walking, playing with my grand kids, rollerblading, shopping, working, jumping out of airplanes, dancing, going to boy scout meetings, on line, and even running ~if you look hard enough you will find me on a pair of snow skis for the first this January. I have become very active, (at least until I got sick, but I am doing better). I love life and never ever think about or plot my death anymore. I pray that the Good Lord will grant me a long life now that I am able to enjoy it. I still get depressed sometimes but that's alright I've learned how to work through it, if it gets bad I seek the help of a professional. I am happy for the first time in my life. Now if anyone has a single male friend between the ages of 49 and 54 lol......
Thanks for listening.
God bless,
A forever thankful,
Annette
November 17th was my one year happy rebirthaversary A.K.A. my one year anniversary Life has changed drastically for me. When I started this journey (this time) I weighed in at a mere 378 pounds, my B.M.I. was only 69.1, my height was 5'2" ~I was super morbidly obese. My shoe was a 10 or 11 with no back's in them so I could slip them on. My kids were tired of having to help their mother get dressed, so the backless shoes were a real help. My jeans were a size a 30/32 but were too small, my super stretch pants fit (kind of) My tops ranged in size from a 4x to 6x. I couldn't wear nylons or heels so I didn't bother with dresses. I spent the majority of my life laying in bed or on the couch. I got up to eat and use the bathroom. Every two week I would have to get up and go to the Doctor's office, I would go to church every two or three weeks. I would also go grocery shopping (didn't want to miss that). I could hardly walk. I was in a lot of pain. My insides felt like they were being squished. I was miserable. I laid in my bed (or on my couch) and thought of ways to kill myself that wouldn't leave to much of a mess for someone to have to clean up. Needless to say I was very depressed. Skip ahead a year. I finally get approval and have my surgery at Henry Ford Hospital Main Campus Detroit with Dr. Arthur Carlin. (an incredibly skilled surgeon, and an awesome person). I feel pretty good post-op but took a ride on the emotional roller coaster for a little bit there. At 6 weeks out I hit a plateau, that lasted a full 6 weeks, finally on week #7 I started losing again. I honestly thought I was the only one this surgery wasn't going to work for. Jump ahead ~Today I weigh 164 pounds down a total of 214 pounds. My B. M. I. is 29. I am moderately overweight. I would not qualify for surgery today. My height is 5' 3" (yes I gained an inch) I wear a size 8/10 in jeans. A size 6/7 in dress pants (which I prefer). I wear a size 8 jacket/coat. and my tops range from a medium to a small. I wear a size 6 to 8 in dresses. I still have big feet an 8 to 9 depending on what kind and who makes them. I enjoy wearing heels, and boots (the tall ones). You won't find me laying in bed unless it's between midnight (to 2:00am) and 8:00am. You also won't find me laying on a couch or even sitting on one or in front of a television. You can find me walking, playing with my grand kids, rollerblading, shopping, working, jumping out of airplanes, dancing, going to boy scout meetings, on line, and even running ~if you look hard enough you will find me on a pair of snow skis for the first this January. I have become very active, (at least until I got sick, but I am doing better). I love life and never ever think about or plot my death anymore. I pray that the Good Lord will grant me a long life now that I am able to enjoy it. I still get depressed sometimes but that's alright I've learned how to work through it, if it gets bad I seek the help of a professional. I am happy for the first time in my life. Now if anyone has a single male friend between the ages of 49 and 54 lol......
Thanks for listening.
God bless,
A forever thankful,
Annette 
sarah 
God bless you,
Annette 
Annette, I am so happy for you, no one deserves this kind of happiness better than you. I remember when you first came to this forum, you did not have it easy as you went through the insurance proceedure. You are such an inspiration to many that needs encouragig while they start the WLS journey. Take care and God Bless.
Janice
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