When you have this surgery they tell you something to the effect of, "This is surgery on your stomach, not your brain, you still have to deal with the head issues." There are certainly a lot of head issues to deal with.
Anyway, I found myself thinking the other night that they must have done a partial lobotomy because now I feel like things are possible rather than feeling like I can't do it. The energy and confidence that I read on other people's profiles is finally emerging in me. That has been the neatest part of my experience of late. The weight loss and exercise are cool, and I'm grateful for that, but it's the change in attitude that excites me right now. I say that right up until I fit into the next size down, and I'll probably be singing a different tune.
I wish that the rest of my life was going as smoothly as my weight loss has been. My marriage is struggling mightily, but I have faith that God will see me through no matter what. He has been good to me thus far, He isn't going to stop. The victory here, among other things, is that I haven't let this sabotage my progress as I would have in the past. I am grateful for Him "upholding me with His righteous right hand."
Anyway, that's enough for now. Time to go pretend I'm Martha Stewart. God is good all the time!