Sunday, January 13, 2013
Today, I went walking with some friends at a city creek trail. It was really nice. Beautiful day, crisp afternoon air, walking and talking with a buddy.
I have had a foot injury and in the interest of not further exacerbating the injury, I decided to turn back at the 3/4 mile mark so the 4 of us hung out for a while and chatted each other up a bit. I had found out that 2 of the people who I was walking with both had had some variant of a gastric bypass. One had just been discharged from the hospital over 2 weeks ago, and was on the mend, and starting to exercise, which is why we were walking. But as I listened to these women, I felt sort of uncomfortable, "It was great". "I've lost (however many) pounds already". "They moved my intestines all over the place.". I was stunned. I'm trying to lose 140 pounds and I am listening to these women go on about how great they feel, and all this, and I'm thinking "well sure you feel great! You just lost a load of weight in 2 weeks! But at what cost??"
I am sure this is a hot-button topic on this site. When the idea that doctors could make you lose obscene amounts of weight in a matter of months, I totally thought about it. Until I "thought" about it. Invasive surgery. Mind you, I'm not afraid of an operating table, nor am I paranoid at "what might go wrong". The mere thought of a doctor operating on me when I am not in mortal danger does not bode well with me.
Now, you could argue, that wanting to be 140 pounds lighter would fit under the "mortal danger" category. But for me it absolutely does not. I am able to walk, swim, get on an elliptical machine, lift weights, do yoga and myriad other things that though I don't necessarily "want" to do (if I had my druthers), the fact that I am doing these things, is enough for me to make sure that I don't ever physically get into that "danger" zone.
I have a reminder on my phone that alerts me every day to "stop judging people". I have come to finally pay attention to this alert and have no judgements to make on my friends who have had this procedure done. It was what they needed to do to get them to where they needed to be. Far be it from me to say anything about anyones path. At the same time, it was very odd to have these women make their cases so blatantly in front of me. I got a glowing recommendation from one of those people about the procedure.
I know what works for me. Invasive surgery is not the answer. As long as I am able to get up, I will have the perennial argument with myself about why I should or shouldn't go to the gym today, go to the gym, get tired, take a nap, eat better and continue on the path that is right for me.