jenn75

I'm moving this stuff from my signature and putting it here so I know what my timeline was. But I'm ready to unclutter my signature since I'm down to the final steps!

I think I'm finally on the right path!
5-11-08 - Joined Weight Watchers
5-15-08 - PCP #1
6-18-08 - PCP #2
7-1-08 - WLS Seminar
7-14-08 - PCP #3
8-21-08 - PCP #4
9-22-08 - PCP #5
9-22-08 - First surgeon & dietitian appointment!!!
10-13-08 upper GI done,...

I think it is very interesting that so many of us feel like the real "me/us" is buried beneath the fat. I thought I was the only one who thought that about myself. As I gain and gain more weight, I always find myself looking in the mirror, wondering where I am...somewhere inside the outer shell that makes me not even recognize myself. I look at pictures of myself and wonder where I truly am, too. I feel like I have this filter built in most of the time, to just sort of make it easier to...

My PCP suggested in a very open-ended/vague way that she saw more success with the RNY vs. the band and in my mind she seems to prefer that. She told me to ask lots of questions about the differences when I go to the educational seminar. I'm just scared, period, at this point. But the time could be here faster than I'd planned, depending on insurance and surgery waiting lists, etc.

I only wish that those I loved wouldn't react so negatively when I tell them I'm on this "path"...

The more I read, the more it sounds like I'm at the total mercy of my insurance company. And the more I read, it seems like if I lose just enough weight, then I'll somehow no longer meet the criteria and do all of this for nothing (ok, not for nothing, because losing weight no matter how is a good thing in and of itself). All of the psychological preparation...for major surgery...only surgery I've ever had in life to date. And for what? Them to tell me no, I'm no longer fat enough? Despite...

I told my fiance this evening that the reason I'm even considering the surgery is because I want to start living life. I feel like I'm just standing by, watching life go on without me. My weight has bothered me so much recently that I've stopped socializing with my friends - who by the way could care less what I weigh. I feel like shit in whatever I wear. I feel like a loser (and not in the good, weight losing way). I started Weight Watchers last weekend and so far I've lost 4.6 pounds, but...