Sunday, December 02, 2012
So in October 2009 I spoke to my doctor about Weight Loss Surgery. I thought karma was being cruel because I was one of the people that said Weight Loss Surgery was for cheaters and quitters and those who wanted the easy way out.
I have struggled with my weight for the last 15 years. I was always the good kid and never tried drugs because I knew addiction ran in my family. I was even careful never to drink very often for fear of addiction. A doctor once I told me I might be addicted to food and I laughed at him. This all seems like some huge cruel joke. But the joke is on me and it has been for a while. I do have issues with food and I tend to over-romanticize the experiences. I think about food more than most people and it has taken my life over.
I need help, and I am getting it. In two weeks I am going under the knife to get Vertical Sleeve Gastrectomy. Therapy starts this week along with my clear liquid diet so I should be extraordinarily pleasant to be around.
There were a lot of things I needed to do to get here. Some were easy, like giving up soda; some I am still struggling with, like portion control. The reason I know this option is right for me is because I am not doing this for vanity sake. I am doing this so I can do Zumba and karate again. I want to do 5ks and hikes again; I want to ride a bike without praying the back tire doesn’t blow out; I want to be able to go to a restaurant and not have to move from a booth to a table because there is not enough room.
I have to give up a normal dietary life for this surgery and that doesn’t scare me as much as trying to diet and failing again does. Sparks preaches about needing a lifestyle change; well I say BRING IT ON!