So this is the post I debated publishing. I don't even know where to begin. As most know I have battled my weight for a long time. Going on all the fad diets and pills and losing 30 pounds only to gain it back along with 20 more. This has went on for years. The turning point for me was when I would get in the floor to play with the boys and I had to crawl over to something to help myself up. I also had to do the pregnant wiggle to get off the couch! (Gals you know the wiggle) What the hell? I can't blame it on baby weight because it has been 5 years since I have had a baby. I can't blame it on health issues because all test have been ran and I check out A+. The blame gets pointed to me and my bad eating habits and no exercise routine.
I am a stress eater, happy eater, sad eater, scared eater, hell I am just a eater! I love to eat and I love to cook so therefore I am gonna eat what I cook. When my dad got sick last summer I packed on a whopping 20 pounds. I warned you all I would on a blog post. And I did just that. I ate to calm myself. For the few minutes I was eating that is all I thought about and the fact that my daddy was sick didn't enter my mind. Kinda scary huh?
So the past few months I had been debating Lap-Band surgery. I did all the research I could. The pros and cons and also the big price tag that came along with the surgery. It's not a one time payment and your done this is a lifetime commitment of forking money over to the doctors. Then their came the hubby part. Convincing him this was a good thing was a job in of itself. The first time I mentioned it he looked at me like I was crazy and just plain out said NO. He didn't even want to discuss it. Surgery and me have a bad rap. It seems every time I go under the knife something dramatic happens.
I waiting and then I mentioned it again around my birthday. The doctor was holding a seminar on my birthday and so I begged that he would just go with me for birthday and just listen to the doctor. Get all the info his little brain could hold. He finally agreed and it started from there.
All the paperwork and doctor visits before you are even considered for surgery is outrageous but then again if it was easy everyone would be doing it. It took me a solid month to get everything together. Bloodwork, referrals, stress test and so on and so on.
On February 22 I had my Lap-Band surgery. Everything went awesome and my doctor was surprised that I didn't have a hernia. I actually did great and got up right away and starting walking and was released the next day to come home.
I would be lying if I said it was easy. Physically is was because I was in almost no pain. Mentally it took a toll on me. I was a fat girl that ate just to be eating and all of sudden I couldn't. The 3rd day hit really hard and I cried all day and begged Matt to take me back and get it out. My family didn't really like me much that first week because I was a emotional roller coaster. But Matt was awesome and stuck beside me and said all the right things to me to make me feel at ease.
Now I am fine and patiently awaiting my first fill! I am down 11 pounds since surgery and feel great. I have been exercising and enjoying it. 11 pounds isn't nothing compared to the 80 I need to loose but I feel sexier already!! Hahaha Just kidding!
Lap-Band for me wasn't a easy way out. I still have to watch what I eat and exercise and NO SLIDER FOODS! Drinking empty calories are a NO-NO. (sweet tea=NO) So this isn't going to be a easy journey but it's my journey and I am going to take it with my head held high. (But not so high that I could drowned if it rained)
