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The cliff notes version...Have spent all 52 of my 57 years in one state or another of obesity. The first 5 years I was a prety normal kid but once I discovered food, there was no stopping me. The weight just kept coming on. You know the story lose a little...gain a lot. So the Yo-yo-ing goes on. It took me quite awhile to admit, yes the word is admit, that I could not do it alone. Of I don't mean the diet clubs, I've been to all of those but the fact that unless there was some physical control over my eating habits...I was doomed.
It was a summer trip to CA to visit my daughter that finally pushed me over. Too much to see and do and I was unable to participate. I had to be the one sitting in a chair at the top of the hill while she explored the beautiful beach. Only one year from retirement I decided I didn't want to spent it on the couch watching others live.
Now 3 weeks post-op I have t get my mind wrapped around an entirely new life style. Food cannot be the center of my universe.
