Many Many years ago... 23 to be exact... I decided I would rather die trying to get sober, than to live another day like I had been.
Thank the heavens it worked. However, the sugar addiction that followed almost wiped me out as badly as the booze had tried to. The inability to take care of personal hygiene yanked me out of denial and prompted the process leading to my decision to have the gastric bypass ... In two days I will be 5 months post-op and I too have no regrets.
My husband kept most of his concerns to himself because he knew I had to try something drastic since the dieting roller coaster had been a total waste of time. He knew that my health was failing and he did not like seeing me become more and more immobile... he knew my joints hurt and there were just SO many things I could no longer do. He decided to support me in any way he could. Two things that come to mind quickly are:
1. He makes sure the money is in the bank for me to order all the protein powders and supplements I need about every other month.
2. He gives me honest opinions as I periodically go through my closet and try every single thing on. If it still will work it goes on the left, if it's too small right now it goes on the right, if it's too BIG it goes in a stack to be donated to my local thrift store. I also shop at that thrift store and bring home tops and pants that he has to critique as well. I'm so grateful for his part in this because I really can't tell what's good or not when I look in the mirror.
Oh, and when I go into a "stall" with my weight loss, he can tell me how the weight is shifting as my body does a little 'catch up' game. It's quite normal to lose in waves. That's one reason it's particularly helpful to use a tape measure and keep track of every single thing you can measure... sometimes we lose inches but not pounds! It's also important to judge the weight loss by the AVERAGE lost per week.... and to remember we are all different individuals and the loss will vary from one patient to the next.
I found a little cappuchino set of cups and saucers at the thrift store and made those my personal "bowls" and "platters". I can only put 3 or 4 ounces on there at a time. It's important to help the patient remember to measure their food for a very long time, if not for always. At first, the pouch may not register how much is actually being eaten and the patient can make themselves ill, stretch the pouch or opening, or worse - NOT lose any weight! haha
It's understandable that your fears kept you from wanting your wife to have the surgery. But, now that she's getting better and you are getting a few answers it should turn into an incredible journey for you both. Keep coming back and you'll probably hear from an old timer or two as well. 5 months is NOTHING in the grand scheme of things and I still have so much to learn too. This is a great place to do it.
Glad you found the forum!