You know, three months out, I can eat as much salad (including fatty dressings) as I want, and I can get a LOT of crackers in. So I know what you mean. But still…don’t you fell like you really have more of a choice than before…when you felt like it was controlling your life.
I’m really proud of you. And even though it may seem selfishly motivated, I’m proud of you because I seriously KNOW what it takes. Dang, was I scared to undergo elective surgery. I considered that it was saving my life…but it was still really elective. Do you have this weird attitude now that you woke up and said to your self, “Huh, I didn’t die.” ? It was a strange experience for me.
So I figure you’re one of the bravest people on the planet. Seriously! Nice job! You sucked up your fears, did what was best for your health, and best for your life style. I really think you should get a ticker tape parade.
Dang, I’ve lost 65 pounds and I’m STILL fat. But it doesn’t even matter. It’s the future that’s affecting me now. I know the rest will come off and that it’s easier for me and I have more control than I used to. I hope (and it sound like) the same is true for you.
You really should buy yourself a present for going through something terrifying in order to save your life and your quality of life.
Congrats again! I can’t give you enough credit for your bravery and determination!
L
