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Like most people who are on this board, I struggled with my weight all my life. Puberty hit me early and with a club. I was active but couldn't ever really loose weight.
Then, as a young adult, I was told that I had PCOS and that maybe, though unlikely, once they put me on birth control to help regulate some of the symptoms, I may be able to loose some of my weight. It took some time for me to find a diet that worked for me, my husband, and our lifestyle; but once we found it, we were doing great! Following the South Beach Diet and getting on the treadmill a few times a week, I lost close to 70 pounds. My husband lost 100. This was awesome! I was a third of the way there.
Then, I hit a plateau. I knew that this was to be expected. Unfortunately, several years later, I'm still on that same plateau. I've started going to Curves 5 days a week & trying to cut back portion sizes, but it's still not really getting me anywhere. I'm beginning to suspect that those first 70 pounds were the poor diet/little exercise pounds and that I'm now into those stubborn PCOS pounds, and I need help.
The hubby and I recently went on our first real vacation since we got married 5.5 years ago - we spent a glorious week in Aruba. I had a little of that "cute dress envy" at times, but I have to tell you that the little sundresses weren't what really motivated me to look into Lap-Band surgery...
We were visiting another resort on the island where my sister-in-law (who happens to work for a WL Surgeon) and her boyfriend were staying. They pointed out a gentleman who they had met early who must have been in his 80's. His name was Bud, and although we hadn't met his wife, also an octagenarian, we started to affectionately refer to her as Bud Light.
Bud & Bud Light weren't exactly dancing like Shakira, but they were up there, moving their feet with all the "young folks" and having a grand old time. Out of nowhere, it hit me that I was unlikely to be alive at that age, let alone dancing on the beach under the stars.
You see, Obesity has enough problems that come along with it, but add PCOS to the equation, and there's little chance that I won't end up as a diabetic heart patient with all kinds of complications piled on top for good measure.
I will not let this happen.
So, I started asking the aforementioned sister-in-law questions. I started lurking on OH to see what I could find out. I started researching online. In a few days, I'm going to an informational meeting at the clinic in Manchester. I want to be healthy, and being able to wear a little black dress won't suck, either.
I know that the road isn't going to be easy, and in my case, it may be costly. My current insurance doesn't cover WLS, so there are some financial things that we will have to work out.
Thankfully, my husband is being very supportive. He wants us to be Bud & Bud Light and is willing to help me do what's necessary to live longer & better.
So, here I am at the beginning. I'm ready & willing. I just have to work on all the little details.
