The sun is shining... the birds are churping..... the house is still quiet as it is still only 6:42 am in Qatar.....and.... I am doing the HAPPY DANCE
I cannot remember exactly when was the last time I did not weigh in the 300's. It has to be at least 12 years, probably more...but today.... today... today.... June 17, 2011... a day I will never take for granted.... 299.8
Originally my surgery was scheduled for tomorrow and one of my goals was to weight under
I was majorly disappointed when I learned that my surgery was cancelled for June 18th because my surgeon was away for the month. I was about to lose it if another person told me that maybe this was a "blessing in disguise". Well... to make a long story short it is a blessing as I doubt that my current emotional state could handle any kind of surgery right now.
I am begging you all for your prayers as I wait for my youngest son to be returned to me. My ex-husband took him
I am so down and discouraged :-(.... besides a very emotional personal issue happening in my life, I have just learned that my surgery needs to be postponed because my surgeon will not be here in June!!!!!
ARGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!
I have been told to expect a call in early July!!!! :-(
I am soooooooo bummed out!!!!!!!!
For the first time in my life, I am embarking on this new journey with a very different attitude. Although I really wanted to lose weight in the past, I never felt as I do now. I never set realistic goals for myself and always seemed to set myself up for failure. I never really had any real support as I kept it all to myself. For the first time in my life, I am sharing every step of my journey. Having been married and divorced a few times in the past I never even shared my weight with any of my
My struggle with my weight has haunted me most of my life. I cannot actually remember a time in my life when I was happy with how I looked. I can still hear being called a fat cow by my sister as we grew up. Although I can now see I was not as fat as I perceived myself to be, that does not erase the years I spent hurting myself and tearing myself apart.
My first attempt at WLS was in 2006. I was convinced into getting the gastric balloon. At the time, it was really the only option