Crayann
I don't really have much of a story. I wasn't overweight till I had my children. My DH and I first moved from NJ to Florida while he was in school. From there we moved to Missouri for a job offer and stayed 5 years. When I was pregnant with our daughter (the first grandchild in the family) I didn't know anyone and had to choose a Dr. without too much knowledge about him. He was good, just old-fashioned, and told me I needed to gain 60 lbs# In those days I was a woman who thought the Dr.s always knew what was right, so I did as I was told. My mother passed away while I was 3 month pregnant (and in Missouri - all our family lived in NJ)and I guess I fell into a depression of sorts. I didn't feel like I was because I was so excited to be pregnant and then her birth, etc. It really wasn't until our son was born 2 years later (yes I switched Drs.) and began having anxiety attacks that I realized something was really wrong. Anyway, I suppose I began gaining weight with the OK from the first Dr. and apparently haven't stopped since!!
We moved back to NJ about 17 years ago and that was a good move. I took care of my family, home, friends, etc., everyone but me. Now I'm 50 years old and, wasted 1/2 my lifetime not taking care of myself, and am scared I won't see my children's futures. I pray this surgery will work and there won't be any complications.
Despite loosing my mother, and all the weight I've gained for various reasons, I believe I've had a blessed life. I just want it to continue, and without surgery I don't think it looks like a long life.
