duicedriver
Starting the road to . . .
Jun 16, 2009
My journey started Monday 06/08/09. I suppose really though this journey started in January of '84.
I am now 25 years old. I spent the first 10 years of my life in rural Arkansas, growing up as the "baby" in a large family. While we certainly had our own family problems as most people do, I remember for the most part having a very happy childhood. I played little league, had a lot of friends, and genuinely enjoyed life. My weight never seemed to be an issue for me. While looking back I certainly was not normal, but I never let it impede me.
In 1993 my parents and I moved to the San Francisco Bay Area. My siblings were all older and out of the house by this time. It was around this time that my weight began to rise. Rise it did, there is no real explanation in my mind. I wish I could blame it on the childhood fat gods, or some horrible traumatic experience, but alas I can't seem to point to any of those. While genetics may very well play their part in this equation, the honest to god reality is that I am the man I am today by my own regard. Poor lifestyle choices, horrible eating habits, and a seemingly lack of motivation, landed me where I am today. Today my weight most definitely impedes me from living the life I would like to live. On paper it would seem as if I am doing alright in life, I have a great (all be it sedentary desk job) in law enforcement, play golf competitively, dedicated to my family, surround myself with like minded motivated people, and yet there is so much more I could be able to do.
I have watched my parents go through their own health struggles as of late. My mother is in stage 4 renal failure, without a transplant she will sooner rather than later leave us. I would love to give her one of my spare kidneys, but what doctor in their right mind would operate on a 407 pound person. While according to the doc's, I am a pretty healthy person for 407 pounds. (Did I really just say that?) That statement is always followed up with a resounding "for now". While I would certainly not mind being in the record books for one reason or another, I am certain that I do not want to be in there for being the longest living or healthiest 407 pound person.
I have picked out a surgeon, the procedure I want, and met with the shrink to insure that I fit the criteria. I have elected to go with the RNY for a variety of reasons. I am confident this is a tool that will be instrumental on this journey.I am awaiting for confirmation from the insurance company, however it appears I shall have a date to go under the knife around August 1st.
I have started this blog, namely to be accountable to myself. If anyone happens to stumble along, feel free to comment, criticize, or praise - I can take it all like a big boy.
wc
"Too frequent rewards indicate that the general is at the end of his resources; too frequent punishments that he is in acute distress."
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