pbabel
I am a 32 year old female. I have two beautiful children and a wonderful husband. I have two very supportive parents and wonderful brother who has been my rock. I work as a medical assistant at a urgent care/family practice. I have a wonderful and understanding set of co-workers. I could not ask for better family or friends.
I have struggled with my weight since I was a small child. My mother put me on every diet out there. She was very thin but I always remember her following the diet with me. I would always loss but eventually gain the weight back. When I became a teen I decided to take matters in my own hands. I became a anorexic/bulimic. It seemed like starving myself was the only way to keep it off. I thought it was the key to my weight problem. I continued to do this until I became pregnant with my first child. Of course I knew this had to stop so I decided to see a therapist. Through my pregnancy I gained #150 pounds. After I delivered I weight 300lbs. I was devastated, how could I let myself get this big. Soon after the delivery I had some complications and had to go on steroids. 3months late weighing in at 335. So for many years after I struggled with my weight. Diet after diet my weight would go up and down. Finally was my daughter was 4 I decided to do what worked best starve myself. So I began starving myself again. The only thing i would allow in my mouth was protein shakes and water. I also walked 8 miles a day. I lost 150 pounds. I was so happy. Soon I meet my husband. He was wonderful. He started questioning why I never eat. I would always reply I am just not hungry. Well after a while that explanation no longer worked. I finally told him everything. He assured me he loved me for who I was. So I started seeing a therapist again. I started gaining weight again and of course the diets started again. My weight would go up and down. We decided to get married and tried for a baby. Pregnancy #2 I only gained 10lbs. Life was great. I joined weight watchers shortly after the baby was born and I was losing weight. It was great. For once a diet was working. Then one year after my son was born my husband became sick and lost his job at GM. He was diagnosed with MS. We lost everything. We were now depending my income. We were used to his triple figure income. So I could not afford weight watchers let alone diet/healthier foods. The pounds started packing on. A year later I decided enough was enough. So I made an appt. with a bariatric surgeon. At the consultation we went over all of the surgery's we decided that the VSG would be the best. My insurance said I have to jump through obstacles for a year before they would cover the surgery. Well the year is here and I am Scheduled for surgery.
