Pelz
A glance back at my life up to today
Mar 02, 2014
Back in 2008 I was sitting in my doctors office in tears because I had went from 130lbs to 160lb in about a matter of 2 months. I hadn't changed my eating habits but yet I was gaining and devastated. He told me that with my hypothyroid and my PCOS that I would probably just continue to gain weight. Gave me examples of females in his family with it and everything. I left the office and cried all day but was determined to prove him wrong.
Despite my efforts I still gained and hit the 200lb mark a few years later. I ended up getting pregnant even though I didn't think I would again. The metformin and clomid made me moody, hungry, and nauseous but it worked. My pregnancy was a hard one and the doctors didn't know if the baby would make it. I had awful morning sickness all the time and was in the hospital every week to get fluids. The week we found out I was having a baby girl (what we were hoping to have because we have boys) I got the call that my mom was rushed to the hospital and wasn't going to make it. I just talked to her before going to bed and she was making plans to go shopping for baby stuff for that weekend. I was devastated and thought my world was coming to an end. She was the only family I had besides my spouse and his family.
I tried to remain calm for the baby's sake as I watch her die the next two days but inside I was numb. I ended up being rushed into have a c-section about 2 months later because they didn't understand how I hadn't started seizing due to my extremely high B/P. surprisingly we only had to stay a little over a week in the hospital but when we went home she stopped breathing. She was in and out of the hospital and once they thought she wouldn't come back because she went without oxygen so long. I was on the side of the road in the dead of winter doing CPR waiting for medics to get there. Wth all the stress and vending machine food I ended up gaining almost 30lbs....who gains weight after they give birth besides me?
After that I just didn't care about anything except making sure she was going to be ok. I never left the house, her dad would bring everything home that we needed so I just stayed inside and stopped worrying about how I looked. I had nothing that fit, not even my maternity pants! I got depressed and what else is there to do besides eat?!
I decided once she started doing good that I wanted to take control of my life and that's when I went to meet with my surgeon for WLS consult. I did 7 months of weight checks for insurance and never lost more than maybe 2lbs. This brings me up to my surgery date. I couldn't believe it was here, I was excited but oh so nervous. Waking up from surgery I wondered what I had done to myself because of the pain. That first week was a killer with head hunger, pain, exhaustion, and dehydration but I am extremely happy with my choice and excited to see where I will be in 6 months. Taking back my life is scary but exciting; I'm taking it one day at a time.
