kcbelles
I was a skinny kid - my mum used to take me to the doctor and asked "why won't she eat?" I remember missing a party once because I couldn't leave the table until my lunch was finished, and I refused.
Then I hit puberty. I had a figure to die for at 13, but I didn't know what to do with it yet. Unfortunately, I didn't stay there - kept gaining and gaining. My mother wanted to take me back to the doctor's and ask "why won't she stop?" Looking back at my early 20s, I remember feeling so fat - I look at pics now and think I wasn't half bad.
But now, it seems the older I get, the bigger I'm getting, and I'm always tired. Can't walk far, can't bend very well, don't sleep much, pre-diabetic; yada, yada, yada. Feeling really old way before my time, so... Here I am anticipating my surgery 6 days from now. I've already quit smoking (which I'm hating - didn't sign up for this, but in order to get the surgery, I had to quit) and been diagnosed with acute sleep apnea (which I'm hoping goes away with some weight loss - entirely possible)
Three years ago, I went down this same path, except it was taking forever to get approved by my insurance company. They were making me go through so many hoops that it angered me greatly - who were they to say whether I needed this procedure or not? At my age, I know what works (or rather, what didn't work).
However, I found that several co-workers have had or are going to have GBP surgery, so I looked into it again, and here we are. It seems the insurance company has relaxed the criteria a bit and got approval very quickly. And it's terrific - having such a great support system at home (my honey is behind me 150%) and at work.
