So, now that I have decided to begin this journey, I have been thinking a lot. I have been thinking about what got me here in the first place. The thing is-there are so many things. I really believe that it is a common misconception that we big people just sit around and eat all the time. No. This is not the whole of the matter. And, for me, I eat for many different reasons. Sometimes, I am actually hungry. Most of the time, though, I am bored. Or, if it is time to eat, I eat. Never mind if I am hungry. I have lost and gained a lot of pounds over the years. Currently, I have lost sixty pounds. So far, I have managed to maintain the loss for two years. I thought I was doing well.
This thing with my leg happened. And I now realize that the pounds that I have lost are not enough. It is quite maddening, actually. And this is what brought me here. I need to start sorting things with myself. My relationship with food, in general. It is my commitment. Something that will better me in the long run. I have to change. Just have to. There is no question. The process is a long one. In as little as seven months, to one year, I will be having this surgery. I am hoping that writing about everything, as I walk this path, will help me. So begins my journey. There will be tears. There will be laughter. I am looking forward to whatever will be.
All this being said...if there is anyone out there that would like to share their own experience I would be all ears. I have started researching quite a bit. I have found both good and bad stories of gastric bypass. I will probably be writing often. This is only the beginning.
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