I was sitting here thinking about the one thing that pushed me to the edge, and essentially, admitting to myself that to save my life, I need this surgery. I’ve always been overweight but I’ve never had problems with it, and I’ve always been extremely healthy for my size. I became an aunt for the first time in October and the weekend after her birth, we were going to go out to visit. I noticed over night that I had a giant angry cyst that was on my abdomen, and I needed it looked at, because I was afraid that it was some crazy infection that I would pass to the baby. So I went to the doctor, they put me on the scale and that’s when it hit… 300.3 lbs. a new baby in the family, I want the future..etc… Then once my pcp saw the cyst, she grew VERY concerned and immediately sent me over to the surgeon. The surgeon took one look at me and said if I had not come in when I did that I would have been looking at a lengthy hospital stay. The infection was deep and looked like it had been there for a while. I moved wrong the day before, which is when I started noticing some discomfort/pain, woke up that day and there was a raging cyst. So on top of the thoughts racing through my mind, it was at that moment in time that I realized, I do NOT want to die. I need to see my niece grow up and she needs me to be a part of her life. I credit Ainsley as my life saver. If it weren’t for her, I probably would have waited to have it checked. I would not have weighed myself, and I am not sure what I would have done.
I’m just curious what everyone else’s moment was when you realized that this was the only way?
This is my "Life Saver". She was Born October 5, 2008. My niece, Ainsley.
