And NOW
I am down 135 lbs in 6 months. He loves taking and looking at my before and after pics. I think its fun too!
I am a bit shocked myself at my transformation! It amazes me to walk past a mirror and see the difference in myself. Things are changing so fast, and I am so happy with myself and my progress. I don't really give a damn what anyone else thinks about it all, but I am sure proud of MYSELF! I got asked today to do an interview for the local paper about the myths of weight loss surgery. I think it's complete bull that some people think this is the "easy way out" If they want to take a day and walk in my shoes before or after surgery they can, neither was easy, nor is it a way out. It's my forever life right now, and it's keeping me alive longer, so I'll take it. I really am happy with my success, but it's been hell getting to this point and I wouldn't wish this on the faint of heart. My entire family and friends have been such a wonderful support system. They have done more for me than I can list. From keeping my kids, doing my laundry, dishes, house work, cooking, running errands, they've stepped up to the plate for me and done it all. I couldn't have gotten this far without them all in my corner. Not only has my life changed, but my entire families has also. Mommy isn't the same mommy I was 6 months ago. This mommy DOES. I do the things I've always wanted to do. I don't look back. I am trying new things, attempting more, more active, more focused, more determined than ever. I really hate having this broken arm. It's keeping me down more than ever I hate it.
I am not the same wife either. I appreciate my husband now more than ever. I know that this man loves me to the moon, he will truly be by my side forever. He's my rock. He loved me fat, and I think he's really loving me thinner! Heck, I love myself more now. How did I ever get to where I was? When did I determine that it was just okay to give up on my life? When and why did I ever allow myself to become so un involved in my own life? How did that happen? Bill and I have had so many talks lately about that. How did we both just let me give up. How come neither of us ever shook the shit out of me. He's just too understanding for me. He really let me get away with a lot of crap when I was fat. I made fat excuses for everything. I just threw in the towel. I hated myself, I don't know how he didn't hate me too. He tells me that he just loved me, and he knew the real "me" would surface again one day... well, here it is and I'm BACK. Better than ever and I LOVE my life and all my people in it.
6 months ago I never could have imagined THIS day. I just could not ever put into words the amount of life and energy I have every day. I NEVER had this before. I never knew what I was missing out on till now, because I have never had this. My only regret through this whole thing is I really wish my dad could see me now. He would be soooo PROUD of me.
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