Av8trx
In a nutshell, I'm a single mom with a fantastic son. Married very young, I left when my son was 10months old (spousal abuse) and have not remarried since. Several times over the years, I would manage to get on top of things, only to get kicked in the @ss by something - but I managed to keep it together. I have achieved most of my big goals; earning enough to put my son through college (he's 23), getting my Bachelors degree, things like that. Over the last 15 years, i have yo-yo'ed up and down in weight, climbing from what I thought was unbearably heavy (150), to unimaginably heavy (240+). A back injury, and a heartbreaking relationship didn't help.
Thusfar, I have not been able to conquer my weight issue with willpower alone. Even with the help of shakes, pills, shots... I have not been able to sustain a significant reduction. Although I have concerns about living with the lifelong restrictons of WLS, I am more concerned about the slow and steady upward trend of my weight problem - and the inverse effect on my psyche, mobility, and endurance.
It doesn't seem so long ago, I was very strong and active. Now, I don't recognize the person in the mirror. Worse still, I attempt simple things, like yardwork - and am frustrated at how quickly my body gives in. I have to do something
***UPDATE***
Just a quick update - - It has been 5 years since I wrote this. Two years later (and after another new high weight record) I had VSG surgery. Looking back at these notes, it's good to see how far I've come.
VSG was absolutely the best choice for me personally. I am currently averaging 144lbs these days and can barely remember the myriad of health problems that used to plague me daily. My asthma is almost non-existant. No more leg cramps. Back pain rarely occurs. I can quickly and easily run upstairs for something and not be the least bit out of breath. My clothes fit comfortably - on my body and in my closet and drawers (not to mention my suitcase). Flying coach now feels like they've doubled the seat size - I don't really even mind when I get a middle seat. Simple things like picking something up off the floor have become so easy when they used to make me worry I might fall over and embarrass myself in front of others. I don't even think about it anymore.
The biggest change - - I recognize my face in the mirror again. Ahhh, there I am. Finally.
