My story....well it begins like many here I am sure. My mother tells me that as a baby the doctor told her that I had more than average fat cells. How he would know this is beyond me. I was born at 6lbs 7 oz. So I wasn't a big baby. I actually was the smallest of all my siblings at birth.

As a child I was of average weight--it wasn't until I hit puberty did the struggle begin. I was a very active child--sports was a daily activity in my life, but that did nothing to quail the weight from coming on. I did not eat junk food, I did not over eat. But what I did do was starve myself all day. Then I would come home and eat a regular dinner, so essentially I would only eat once a day, which put me in a constant state of starvation mode and screwed up my metabolism.

By the time I graduated HS, I was 200lbs. However, I was still very healthy and very active. It wasn't until I had a bicycle accident when I was 25 did the weight start coming on faster and faster as I was unable to exercise as I once had. I met my soon to be husband shortly after my accident. He never really knew the me that was able to run and walk for miles and miles. It still makes me sad that he didn't know that person. But he loved me anyway. I am very lucky!

We have been through so much together in the last 12 years. The struggle to have children and my weight continuing to climb...higher and higher...

By the time I hit 32, I had given up and went into hibernation and withdrew from everyone. My friends, my family. My husband was the only person that I would allow to 'see' me. Everyone else I would just pretend that all was well (and avoid at every possible moment).

I had wanted this surgery for so many years, but our insurance didn't cover it. I thought that was the end of that dream--but then I lost someone very close to me...she died from complications from diabetes. I saw my dad die from that same disease when I was 19. I decided then and there that that wasn't going to be MY fate and I aggressively started to fight for my life. I decided I was worth it, that I wasn't meant to die that way too...

 

Fast forward to 12/01/06--surgery day! :) I did it! Now the real journey begins...back to the life I deserve, not just the one I was going to settle for.

 

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12/01/2006
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