Sarah79Ct
In 2003 I had gastric bypass at the age of 23. My highest weight was 320. With in 18 months I got down to 180. This past January (2008) I had noticed that I had gained 40 lbs, was back to 220 and eating what ever was in sight. My initial surgery still was working in a way, since I still couldn't sit down to a full plate of food, but I would constantly feel hungry.
I made an appointment with Dr. Floch and he had my pouch checked to make sure everything was fine. I have to admit, I was very scared that I had overstretched the pouch and in 5 years ruined all of my hard work. I considered my bypass a blessing and didn't know how I would react to hear I screwed it all up. Dr. Floch was happy to say that everything was fine but that still left the question of "what now"? I mean here I was at 28 with my whole life ahead of me. Obviously my old habits were creeping back and I knew for certain I would probably eat my way back to 320.
He suggested I have the lap band plced over my bypass. I was suprised because I didn't even think that was an option. To my suprise my BMI was right on the dot for being eligable for insurance. I went straight forward, got all of my ducks in a row and started from scratch with visits to the therapist, and primary physician. Be it that I am on 4 different blood pressure medications he did sign off on the surgery. To everyone's suprise I was approved and scheduled for surgery 3 weeks later 4/16/08.
I'm happy to report that I now have the restriction back that I soooo missed. I was 220 Pre- Op and had a goal of 180. (my lowest that I was after my bypass). I am proud to be down 34 pounds and 6 away from my persoanl goal 4 months post op. My Dr.s' P.A. made it clear to me that if I keep going on the narrow line I will be down to around 160-150 for the new year. I can't even imagine it! I weighed 200 at the age of 12! I was probably 8 or 9 the last time I weighed that much. I try not to amp myself up too much. 180 was my goal and anything else is icing on the cake.
I want you all to know that I feel truly blessed. I realize that somehow, more than likely, I fell through the cracks. I feel for those who have problems with insurance or can't afford to do the proceedures they need to improve their lives. You are all in my thoughts.
