My husband, sister, Mom, and Daddy
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, 08-07-2017 at 11:24 PM (2049 Views)
This past week I told everyone in my family that my surgery is approved. My husband has been kept in the know all along. A few things happened that I did not expect. For those of you that remember, my mom was adamant that I not have the surgery when I was scheduled before. (She especially didn't want me to have it around any holidays "in case something goes wrong and you die, it will ruin your family's holiday for the rest of their lives".) She even did a dance when insurance denied me last year. So I was apprehensive about telling her this time. While she still isn't on board with me 100%, she said she understands that I have to do something. My sister's response was to make our family recipe peanut butter cake for me. She is a big supporter, but said since I wouldn't be able to have it for a while after surgery, she wanted to make it for me. It's my all time favorite and I could usually eat the whole pan, but I did really well and only ate 1 piece, kept a piece for later and took the rest to work for my coworkers to enjoy. My daddy is kinda quiet this time around...he always has my back on any decision I made and I know he is supportive this time too, but I think Mom's theory of something happening is getting to him. My surgery date is his birthday and I just don't know what's going on in his head right now. Here's the best part of my weekend though (other than the peanut butter cake) my husband sat me down last night and asked me who I was doing this surgery for. When I told him that I was doing it for me, he said, "that's all I wanted to hear." He explained that he was afraid that I was doing it to be skinny to make him happy and he wanted to assure me that no matter how much I weighed, I made him happy. He loved me almost 20 years ago and he loved me even more now...no matter my size. I tell ya, even though, I knew that...it was absolutely wonderful to hear. I am doing this for me though...I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. Seriously, PCOS, Sleep Apnea, previous hysterectomy without hormone replacement...those in itself make you exhausted all of the time. Add carrying around extra weight all of the time makes it even worse. While I am not diabetic right now, I was well on my way to becoming one. Cholesterol levels are high. I'm tired of always being worried if I am going to fit in a seat. I'm tired of being concerned if I can ride the roller coaster. You know what really sucked? My husband took me on a vacation 5 years ago all because I wanted to go indoor skydiving...then when we got there the guy told me that I was "too large". Talk about ruining a vacation...and I still have dreams with the guy telling me I was too large. I may not have the trouble that most people have with their weight. I'm lucky, but I'm taking control for me. My husband will just get perks too. :-) Sorry for rambling guys!!