Describe your behavioral and emotional battle with weight control before learning about bariatric surgery.
It has been a lifelong battle, since my parents divorce in 3rd grade and hiding in the bushes with two snowballs to munch on, and I am 44.
Yes, family definately plays a huge roll in how you view yourself, even into adulthood. I got so tired of hearing "You have such a pretty face". Luckily, I take after my Fathers side and he had surgery when I was 22. So I have seen him struggle with weight all my life and I always knew he understood.
After dozens of diets, all to first succeed and then gain more weight back, and thousands of dollars spent on prepackaged foods, then on to fasting for two weeks at a time, liquid diets and finally maintaining my obesity by binging and using laxatives I knew I couldn't diet anymore.
Remember in some diets where you would have to chart your emotions at the time you were going to eat? It didn't matter why I was eating, happy, sad etc. Food was my friend and foe. My comfort and my nemesis.
Then I figured that I needed to work on the inside hurts and maybe that would help with the external problems. I found a wonderful doctor and for two years, he gave me the necessary tools in dealing with hard family members and self worth.
I thought that if I approached my obesity from a different angle, it would magically fall off. I had definately begun the healing process in my heart, but my stomach still ruled!
I was scared to diet anymore, I always lost but then gained more back. I knew that the yo yo dieting was very hard on my system, so I quit. I got to the point of not caring about what I ate or losing, and that isn't healthy either. I wasn't binging anymore, but as my weight started to climb again, I wasn't stopping it.
Then Phen-fen came into the picture. It did help alot, didn't lose much, but it gave me the ability to drive down the street and not pull into drive-ins for a bite. I could walk into the kitchen without opening the fridge and pantry. But that was soon off the market.
Now I had to deal with me. I am now over 500 lbs. and my emotional battle is now where I am missing the day to day things we take for granted. I am sick of relying on my kids and husband to do the housework and grocery shopping. Right before making the decision to do the surgery I felt hopeless. I didn't feel like I was living at all. Living can't be this painful and how long can I keep this lifestyle up? So many emotions well up. Am I going to be able to witness my sons graduation next year? My youngest is in Jr Hi and playing football next year. Will I be able to walk out to the bleachers or am I going to have to get their extra early and park so I can watch in the car?? I have always been supportive of my family, and they have been of me. But my body is going downhill so fast now, that it is scary to think about what my "future" is in this state. Now that I have made the decision and found a doctor, I have a level of determination that I have never felt before. More realistic approach in my future weight loss, and going into this more informed than I have been in the past.
What was (is) the worst thing about being overweight?
Oh, the worse thing about being overweight. I hadn't thought of putting them in order. But at this point, the worse thing is being so heavy that you haven't been able to make love to your husband for 2 years. Not necessarily for my satisfaction, but to show my love for him. He is absolutely wonderful.
If you have had weight loss surgery already, what things do you most enjoy doing now that you weren't able to do before?
As you have read, I was house/car bound. I enjoy not using the extention belt in the car or putting the back of the seat down to accommodate my size. Being able to walk to the bleachers and watch my son play football, to get housework done, to grocery shop, to walk to the mailbox, to go to church and not have to worry about where to park. To be able to make love with my husband with the lights on! My big thing last week was going to 6-flags for the first time in 20 years. My youngest has never known me NOT fat!