So Why Did I Do It?

First of all, let me say a couple of things about weight loss surgery.
1) Weight loss surgery, for anyone, is a deeply personal decision. Many people don't want to share that fact with anyone. If you come across someone you know has had it and they don't want to discuss it, respect them, don't pressure them.
2) Weight loss surgery is NOT FOR EVERYONE! Just because you are overweight does not mean you should have weight loss surgery. There are so many things to consider before you make the decision. Some of these reasons will be discussed here and there in this blog. By the way, this is my opinion, not from a doctor. I am not a doctor, nor do I play one on tv. I am just an opinionated girl that recently had surgery.
3) Weight loss surgery is NOT the "easy way out". If you are someone that is considering surgery and have either talked to some people or looked it up online somewhere, I guarantee you have found at least one opinion that says that. I have a 7 inch incision on my abdomen, had my internal plumbing rearranged, and will have to follow strict eating guidelines for the rest of my life. And after all that, there is still a chance I could gain my weight back. Now you tell me what is easy about that.

OK, now that I got that off my chest, back to the subject. I have always been the chubby-fat-thin-chubby-fat-thin-fat-thinner-really fat-morbidly obese (you get the picture?)girl. I was always active, played sports growing up, but also always loved food. Always. And never felt full. Bad combination. I have always been up and down. At 16 I lost almost 60 pounds and was very thin. Healthy thin, not eating disorder thin. My weight loss also resulted in gallstones, and at 17 had to have my gallbladder removed. I rapidly started gaining weight from the second I left the hospital. So quickly in fact, the clothes I wore when I went into the hospital I was never able to wear again. That was the summer before my senior year in high school. I was a size 6/8. When I started school I was a 10/12. By the time I graduated I was an 18/20. Although I never lost quite that much, I have always been up and down. I also mostly refer to sizes, not weight, because that's all I can remember. So from my late teens until now, I have gone from a 14 (once or twice) to a 26/28, which is my current size. I have tried every diet you can think of, with not much success, obviously. I look at pictures now from a few years ago that I hated because I looked so fat, now I would give anything to look like that. I look at pictures of my now and I dont recognize myself. My body is just round, and my face is all bloated. For my wedding I went and had a dress made, not because I couldn't fit in to any dresses, because I could not bear to even attempt it. My knees hurt and my feet hurt. In July I was told I was diabetic,and my cholesterol was high. In 2004 I was diagnosed with PCOS. I flew to Hawaii with my husband and needed a seat belt extender. When I go out to eat, I look to see what types of seating is available. I can no longer wear shoes with high heels. How many more reasons should I give? But out of all these reasons, there is only one. I wanted to be healthy. I married someone I love and wanted to be with for a very long time, and at the rate I was going, I was not going to be. I want to have a family, and my health was not going to let me. This is why I did it.