georgiegirl8
Had to "add to" this a bit, after reading through the last 5 months of posts and what my story is. Cause I DEFINITELY don't want it to be about "him". This is about me, ALL about me, getting me healthy, getting me to have that self esteem and confidence I once had. I am REALLY READY to be me again. I am ready to get my life in order and to make "ME" important. Cause I am. Dammit, I am!!! (ok, now I feel like Stewart Smalley from SNL!! LOL)
Wow- hard to believe I have been on this site for over a year. As I had said last year, I have been contemplating the surgery. Now, a year later and of course, 15 more pounds, I am ready. I have made up my mind to do it. This week I attended the two required educational sessions at Albany Med. I have met with my nutritionalist and have my first pre-screen stress test scheduled for Oct. 30. I am underway! I also made up my mind that i was going to get the 33 lbs off by using the nutrisystem diet. Wow- how expensive though! I have been diligent and made it through my first week. The food is tasty for what it is, and i do not feel hungry. I even have a hard time eating all of the additional fruits and veggies and protein required. Through the ed. classes, I learned how important protein is post op, so I am doing my best to get all the protein i can with this diet. I have also made some other important personal decisions regarding my relationship with my boyfriend George. We have been living together for about a year and a half. In this time, our relationship has pretty much petter'ed out. More in the aspect that I have found myself extremely resentful of the fact that i feel like he is living off of me and not doing his share of the work. Finacially speaking aside, I have become fed up with having to do 'everything' in the house while he sits on his butt and watches tv. I have had other stuff going on in my world during the summer that just made me not want to live, and as my significant other, i feel it is his job to step in and carry the slack, but he didn't. I know I am not portraying this so that it makes any sense, but the bottom line is I asked him to move out this past Sunday. It was very difficult for me because as we all do, we get used to having something or someone there, and now, not only do I not have George, i also gave up my food. I have a real goofy sense of humor, so I told my evil friends that I have already lost 240 lbs....George!! how awful am I???
