Spencerb52
Well, where to begin? I was underweight as a child and much of my high school years. I started to pack on the pounds in my adult life, when eating became a source of comfort and exercise became work. It wasn't a conscious choice, but a slow process that accelerated when my 19 year old brother passed away, followed by years of trying to conceive and suffering multiple miscarriages. I crossed into the world of the morbidly obese after having my first child. I started smoking again, lost a great deal of weight, had another succesful pregnancy during which I quit smoking for the very last time. After my daughter was born, I became a stay-at-home mom and food was accessible 24/7. I was tired and lonely and the whole gamet of emotions, food became my best friend, my secret reward, my addiction. After dropping another $2G on a failed diet program, I decided it was time to get serious about my weight; my health. I was battling the start of diabetes, joint pain, PCOS, high cholesterol, GERD, ulcers, and all the miseries that come with being morbidly obese. I asked my PCP for a referral and he supported my decision to look into gastric bypass surgery. 10 months later, I was in the OR and on my way to better health.
