COOKINGKING
4/12/2007 - I don't think I have every put my story in writing, but it seems easier knowing that those reading this will surely understand and not judge. I have been overweight all my life, except for a brief period in college where I lost it all with Jenny Craig. During this brief period I met my husband and we have been happily married ever since. After a few years of marriage and a pregnancy, he ended up getting a lot more of me than he probably bargained for! That pregnancy put on 70 pounds and it has been a constant battle every day since! Our family certainly has the tendency to be on the heavy side, so my odds were bad from the beginning. We all have such a love of food. When our family gets together, food is always the focus of our time. What to eat, when to eat, we certainly wouldn't want to miss a meal or even be late for our regularly scheduled feeding times.
My husband however, has a whole different perspective. Growing up in his family, work on the farm came first and food was thrown in if and when there was time. They might go out and work all day and come in for one meal around 8:00pm. He really has never really understood my problems and failure to loose weight. If you gain a few pounds, you just cut back for a few days and magically it is gone. If only it were so simple for all of us, we wouldn't need this forum. He doesn't have that mental/emotional need for food that I guess plagues me.
We discussed surgery about 6 months ago, but he really didn't go for it at the time. At that time I pretty much gave up hope that it would ever happen. I brought it up a few times, but it just didn't seem hopeful. Then suddenly a few days ago, we went out on a date and he told me he had been thinking that maybe I could go ahead and have the surgery. I was basically shocked! I don't think I really believed it at first. But I got home and started the research again, thinking I would find a place close by to have the surgery, but I was again drawn to Dr. Rumbaut in Mexico. I started emailing a few questions and within a few days I had my surgery scheduled for the following Friday. Talk about a sudden change of life!! I am still somewhat in shock. Excited, scared, excited, nervous, excited, ect. My emotions are a little rattled. To make it worse, I have decided not to tell anyone at this time except my sister. I'm not sure why. I think I have failed so many diets that the thought of having the lap band and still somehow failing just seems like the ultimate failure and if noone knows, then the failure can be a little more personal I suppose. I figured as the weight started coming off, I will eventually share my WLS with my friends---until then I am on my own!
