edeelynn
So, here I am after 2 years of seriously thinking about the surgery with a date. Just so happen that day falls on my B-Day 
. (Sept 25). The hardest thing is not having the support of my family. It's weird because my sisters and I have always been "down" for each other. Most of us are struggling with weight (more so me) so I really don't get it.
My husband is deployed to Iraq (again). It took a lot of convicing for him to accept my decision. Once he understood the seriousness of my medical issues, he came around. My surgery will be done at a military base. Not much research out there to compare them to other facilities. The support group is also limited.
I have been a caregiver for more years than I care to admit to. I always had to put my needs on the back burner. Now, enough is enough! I wasn't always a big person. For my first child, my doctor had to help me gain weight. I remember thinking how it was sinful for a woman to 150lbs! I declared that if I "ever got that big", I would kill myself. (thank goodness for idle threats).
Honestly, if it weren't for medical stuff and comments like "did you know so and so is almost as big as you"? 
, I would not have considered the surgery. I'm scared people are going to treat me differently,of loosing too much weight, always being refereed to as "the one who had the fat people surgery" ( I heard this many times) and of having too much loose skin.
Most of all this is a personal journey. This is also a time when I see how much support those I supported are there for me. i made my decision, went through all the requirements, now it's time for me time!
