Supportively Yours….Me

So, I think one of the biggest factors behind our success at any weightloss, much less weightloss surgery, is the support we receive.  I know that this support is something that may come few and far between for bariatric patients such.  Even now, there seems to be a negative stigma around weightloss surgery.  Are we cheating?  Are we failures because we could not do this on our own?  Are we taking the easy way out?  Anyone who has ever had weightloss surgery knows that these assumptions are far from the truth, but its too bad that people still have those negative ideas about WLS.

One of the biggest things for me that has added to my success are the supportive people around me.  I chose to tell family and friends early on in my journey – back when I was still just *thinking* about having surgery.  I did, however, keep it to a select few at that point, those I knew that would be supportive – my husband, my mother.  When I did make the decision to pursue surgery, I opened up to more family members and friends.

I knew I was really set on it when I told my boss and co-workers.  I had to explain why I would be having frequent absences (testing) and why I’d be out in November.

I was really quite lucky though.  Everyone I told was 100% supportive of my decision.  My husband most of all…although he was hesitant at first, until he was able to speak to his cousin last year.  Darrel, who I’ve mentioned a few times, had bariatric surgery about five or six years ago (Darrel’s surgeon is the guy who invented the Full Bar).  Darrel had some surgical complications and my husband was quite nervous knowing about Darrel’s complications.  Darrel talked him through it though, and afterwards, when my husband discovered that I’d be able to lose my co-morbidities, he was 110% supportive of my decision.

So, who do I tell outside of family and co-workers?  Well, my best friend.  She’s been there for me literally since we were 14 years old.  And immediately she was 100% supportive.

But being supportive doesn’t always equate with support.  What is most important about bariatric surgery is finding those who are going through the same thing.  There for the grace of God go I, so to speak. 

I was lucky enough to have found an incredible amount of support from friends and family who have already had surgery.  I was also lucky enough to have access to the internet, where I found my wonderful circle through  This fantastic group of women (and one very wonderful man) have become my backbone over the past year.  Seriously.  I can talk about my surgery until I’m blue in the face with family and friends, but if you have not been there, well, you just don’t get it.  This group of folks have been there done that.  I see their success and failure.  I can talk to these folks about what in the heck is going on with my body.  I can talk to them about the things I struggle with, about my diet, body image.  I can talk to them about relationships and how the ones I am in have changed for me since sugery (and they have).  I can celebrate, vent, bitch, moan, do happy dances, and text them at 7am when I sit on an airplane seat and pull the seatbelt tight.  I can squee when I cross my legs and bitch when I look at the extra skin I have looks like a wet sharpei.  And they get it.  They understand.  It’s more than empathy – it’s, Oh hells yeah, I’ve been there.

Another strong place I’ve gotten support is the blogs of women who are going through the same thing, and this blog here.  I can share here, and those who follow me, well, they get it.  That is just so important.  To have someone get it.

I urge anyone who is considering bariatric surgery, or who has just had surgery, to put together a strong support system.  Without it, you are missing a big huge piece of the puzzle.  Find a support group through your surgeon, online, in your area, a therapist, a family member, whatever you need.  If you come here, send me a comment – I’ll be your support.

Success at weightloss surgery is so much more than following your sugeon’s orders.  So. Much. More.  We have all this stuff going on inside of us and we need to understand it.  We need to figure it out.  We need to be able to talk about it – the surgery, the emotions, the questions, the celebrations and the failures – with someone who understands.


Vacation Nerves

So, Wednesday morning, Mr. G and I board a plane for Denver.  We’ll be spending our annual week with his family.  This time last year, I was still pre-op and really struggling to lose the weight required for surgery.  This year, I’m nearly down to 200 pounds, but I’m still worried.  I’ve never gone on vacation and NOT gained weight. 

I love my family in Colorado and can’t wait to go.  Last year we navigated by having a LOT of salads – helpful since my great big Mexican family makes wonderful food that is full of fat.  This year I only worry about the sugar (I don’t dump on fat).  I’m crossing my fingers that I come back to Maryland closer to ONEderland.

And I am excited about vacation.  I adore Colorado and can’t wait to go!

This Is A Big One For Me

Bob and I have been together for a long time.  Started dating in 1997 (not exclusively), dated exclusively starting in 2002, married in 2007 and still together 13 years later.

This morning, for the first time since I’ve known him (and the first time in any relationship I’ve ever had), I weigh less than my husband.  I weighed in at 212 this morning.  Bob is 213.

And I’m very very excited about it.  😀

Pound for Pound Challenge – Done!

As of today I’ve reached my 50 pound goal for the Pound for Pound challenge!  That’s 50 pounds of food they’ll donate to the Maryland Food Bank for all my hard work.  Last year I didn’t make my pledge, but this year, I did, and I feel so accomplished!


I tucked my shirt in today.  First time ever!  Yay!

Well, Good Morning Then

So, a funny thing happened in the locker room at the gym this morning.

A guy walked in.

I’m not sure who was more shocked.  Him, or the poor woman standing there in nothing but her sports bra.

Pretty sure it was him – she wasn’t a pretty vision in that sports bra.

Honestly, I was more than a little skeeved out.  It was a guy who I know has been at that gym numerous times.  It’s not like the locations of the individual men’s and women’s locker rooms are secret.

I think he was testing the limits.  I reported it on my way out.  Thankfully I was in the potty at the time.  I just feel a bit skeeved about it.

Six Month Progress Pictures!

220 pounds – less 101 pounds total and 84 pounds from surgery date of 11/10/10

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