The Beginning

Jan 20, 2009

So I went to my first meeting with the bariatric surgeon and the fiancing earlier this month, and they told me I would have no problem getting approved with the surgery.  I already know that my insurance covers about 85% or more of it, but I couldn't believe it when she asked me if I wanted to have the surgery on Febuary 4th!  That's in WEEKS!  I've been waiting for years to have this surgery, and instantenously I'm told I can have it in a matter of weeks.

As much as that seemed wonderful, I could not completely grasp emotionally, physically, and financially the idea of having the surgery so quickly.  So I postponed it to March 4th.  I'm still is shock and awe right now. But I'm now spending this time remember what all this means.  It means that I'll have to genuinely work on my diet before the surgery and after.  It means I'll have to develop an exercise routine that I must stick too.  It means I'll have to be conscious of my body, my mind, and my spirit. 

This surgery is entirely a privilege!  It is not a right.  I must work to maintain the weight that I lose.  I will have to change my way of thinking.  This gift must be treated as just that - a gift.  I must treasure it.  After all, this treasure is my body!

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