Please tell me I'm not alone....
My approach to this started as so many things that I start ... without really thinking about it too much. My doctor strongly suggested that I do something about my weight once and for all and told me to look into the sleeve. I am tired of so many years failing at dieting that I'm at the point where I can't seem to stay on a diet anymore - it's like I don't have it in me. Needless to say, I am at my highest weight ever, totally frustrated, etc., etc. I make an appointment with the surgeon, in January, they give me a list of things I should do, I go to my appointments - I'm expecting to have to get a record of my weigh-ins for six consecutive months and after a couple of months, I get a call from my insurance that my surgery date is May 28th. Now it's really real and I'm scared. Well, after what I've read some people have gone through - I should be excited. But now I'm having second, third, fourth thoughts and not sure if this is what I really want. Or, rather, I want the weight loss but I'm not sure if this is how I want to do it.
The more I read about what is really involved and how much of a life changing experience it is, the colder my feet get. I haven't even called the surgeon's office to tell them I got approved. I'm terrified of doing it but I'm equally terrified of not doing it. I'm totally digusted with myself for so many reasons!
Please tell me if anyone has gone through something similar and how you got to your decision. What made you finally decide that this drastic step was the only way? What was the straw that broke the camel's back? I truly am not judging anyone ... I'm just really scared. I'm sorry for the long rant but I don't think anyone outside of this forum truly understands unless you've gone through it.
The payoff for all that work? A healthier, happier, more confident you. This surgery literaly saved my life. I was scared out of my wits befre the surgery. This was the first major surgery I ever had and my first time in a hospital since I was 5. I had to do it because I knew this was literally my last chance. The Type 2 Diabetes from my obesity was eating me from the inside out. I lost teeth, I got cataracts, I was starting to have neuropathy. It wasnt going to be much longer before I had circulatory issues or worse.
3 months out, My Diabetes was completely under control with an A1C of 5.4%. I was taken off of all of my high blood pressure meds. My BP now, even after exercising, doesnt break 130/80. I have lost 16 waist sizes. I'm not tired all the time. I only break a sweat when I want to. I can walk for miles - AND LOVE IT. My life has begun again at 41.
Everyone I talk to tells me how amazing I look and is so happy for me. I smile now. I let people take pictures of me. I cant imagine what life will be like at the end of this year. But for once, I can't wait to find out.
Like you I have dieted on and off again my entire life. In the last decade I probably gained and lost a TON. Literally. I was able to lose a great deal of weight before, but like the statistic it came back with friends. Like you, I have fear that will happen this time too. I overcome that fear with faith in the new tools I have been given, the education, the sleeve, and a support group community that is there to pick me up when I fall and help me get back on my feet. I know that when I don't believe in myself they are there to believe in me.
These things and so much more are what you have waiting for you on the other side of your fear. As they say here on OH - The losers bench is a great place to be. You have already done the hardest part - You recognized the need to make a change and made the decision to do it. That really is half the battle, its down hill from there.
Good luck, and God Bless.
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160 lbs lost. Surgeons Goal Reached in 33 weeks. My Goal in 37 Weeks.
VSG: 11/2/2011; LBL+Thigh Lift+BL: 10/3/2012; Brach+Mastopexy: 7/22/2013
I'm afraid of diets after many years of failure and gaining weight back two-fold so this felt like the only option I had left. My surgery is in less than two weeks and I'm still scared. I'm scared of complications, I'm scared I'll fail at this too, I'm afraid of all the life changes. ...I don't want to have to go through the pain of surgery, I don't want to be forced to eat tiny meals and chew my food to paste, I don't want sagging skin, I don't want to be on a liquid diet and give up socially drinking beers with my friends in the beginning....so much about this still scares me and so much of it I wish I didn't have to do.
In the end though, I pile all the fears and the things I don't want on one side of a scale and on the other I place all the things I've always wanted to do but didn't because I was fat and all the ways I've imagined my life was supposed to be and the scale always tips in favor of surgery.
I think reading everyone's posts scares me but it also keeps me grounded in the reality of this decision...and even when people went through tough times...in the end, everyone says they'd make the same decision over again and I find a lot of comfort in that.
That all being said, the decision is personal, there is no right or wrong answer. You decide what's best for you.
When it all comes down to it, you and only you have to be at peace with the decision.
Good luck!
You have to make the decision that is right for you, but I can honestly say I have absolutely not regrets. I believe the gall bladder attack was sent by God to make this positive change in my life!
Good luck making the best decision for you!