Veg_nRN
How does one write their story, this heading is quite existential don't you think? Well, I guess the best way to do it is to state my weight history. I was a very typical little girl until about age 10 when I began to be in the upper weight limit for my age, eerie coincidence that was also the year my parents got cable, hmmm, think about this one you parents out there reading this. By the time I was in middle school I was hearing all the piggy taunts from my peers and by the time I was 13 I was wearing plus size clothes. I will admit high school was rough but by the time I graduated I had learned to be a "fun fatty" and to my credit will say I think I began to see myself as "fat and proud". Throughout my adult years I yo-yo dieted up and down, usually going further up each time I did it. When I was 25 I managed to lose about 100 lbs through a program called L.A. Weightloss (similar to South Beach diet) and was elated. I managed to keep that weight off for about 2 years until I was in nursing school and stressed out to the max. That's the thing about diets, they never teach you how to live, just how to deprive, so once real life smacks you in the face you have no preparation to handle it. So I gained 125 lbs in 6 months and that was really bad on my mind and body. I developed hypertension, sleep apnea, pre-diabetes, a bulging disk and of course low self esteem. That's where yo-yo dieting sucks, you get that glimpse of what life could be like if you lost the weight, only to have it pulled away from you just when you get used to it. It took a few years of soul searching and the realization of my 30th birthday approaching to make me realize that indeed drastic times call for drastic measures, so here I am willing to surgically alter my body to assist in achieving my goals. All right folks, it's time to rock and roll!
