I wasn't a heavy child or teenager, I actually didn't start gaining a lot of weight until the summer of '92.  I had my first son in April of that year and placed him in an open adoption.  He is now 17 years old and is living in NY.  We have a wonderful open relationship.  We see each other as often as we can and talk almost every day.


In the fall of '92 my boyfriend and I moved to Chico, CA so that he could resume his studies at CSUChico.  He studied engineering.  I moved away from all my friends, my family, and my support system.  I was depressed and dealing with the "loss" of my son.  So, I ate to make myself feel better.


Over the next 17 years my weight has gone up and down and has finally ended up in a very bad place.  A place I never imagined I would ever be.  My weight hasn't held me back over the years too much.  I mean there is a lot of things that are/were difficult for me to do, but I always did them anyway, or at least tried them.


When I had my second son in "01 I weighed about 240lbs when he was born.  I didn't really lose much weight after I had him.  I pretty much stayed between 240-260.  I got down to my lowest in a long time after my third son.  I went down to about 210.


I'm not sure what happened that brought me to this place, but I know that I am done being here.  I'm tired of being tired all the time and scared that I am going to get even sicker.  So, it's time to do something about it.
  Thanks for checking out my profile.  I welcome anyone who has any advice or support for me.
Stephanie

About Me
Ridgecrest, CA
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45.1
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RNY
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07/18/2007
Surgery Date
Oct 27, 2004
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