tipoftheiceberg
I come from a morbidly obese family. My poor eating habits and lack of physical activity lead me to weigh 304 pounds. I do not blame my parents. I am college educated. I even have a Masters of Science in Nursing. I realize the apron strings were severed long ago. No one forced me to overeat. I convinced myself that if one perspired or was a little short of breath during exercise that they must be out of shape and lazy. Boy was I wrong! I was not living life. I was on the sideline cheering everyone else on. Happiness eluded me. Finally at 41, I made the decision to have a RNY. I knew the risks. I was an RN. But I felt that I was already dead.
Having had the procedure has been an "awakening ". It is like going from living in a black and white world to one that has all the colors of the rainbow. I finally can breathe. I can finally live.
