Barb Jones
I was a very thin child before puberty that ended, and the battle has been on ever since. When I married the first time I was to young. As most young mothers do, I didnt lose the weight from the pregnancy. The second child came along and along a came more pounds that I didn't get rid of. I was divorced shortly after. After about 7 mos. I thought I could handle another marrige----it didnt work either. I am sure, just that was enough to send my cortisol into orbit and my stress eating out of control. I was single for a longtime, I had even said to my daughter that I was done, we were happy just the four of us. Have you ever heard that if your not looking, what you want will usually comes. In July of 1999 I was married to the most wonderful man I could (and still can) imagine. All through our marrige he never once told me I was fat (this was a new concept to me). He has always been a very caring, loving man, taking care of me like I was a queen. I have never wanted anything (within reason)and not gotten it. I know it sounds as though I am an adult spoiled brat but believe me I paid the price in my early years to be able to enjoy life. Never in our marrige has he ever said anything about my weight, I have always made reference to my weight. The "ahha" moment was when I went to by clothes and yet once again had to by clothes that fit not what I wanted to by. I also like to take my children to Silver Dollar City and I can't ride the rollercoasters with them because I am to big. Recently ,after one of my crying spells I went to the Dr.'s telling her I was tired of being fat. After lots of other failed attempts she scheduled me to attend a seminar on bariatric surgery. That night my husband said"I love no matter what you weigh, but for your health this is a good decision." After the seminar I got started into the whole process. Now I am just waiting for the insuance company to give me the approval.
