This week I did something I didn’t think I would ever do. I called and made my first appointment of many to look into getting the weight-loss surgery. I said I would never do it but since losing a hundred pounds last year, I have had a change of heart. Once again I made it to 199 pounds and am slowly creeping back the other way. It’s not that I dislike myself. On the contrary, it’s that I love myself and I know that in order to be truly healthy I have to get to a healthy weight.
I don’t know if I will go through with it or if I am even a candidate at this point, but I am going to take the time to look into it. I deserve to experience life as a person of a healthy weight once and for all. I am ready to finally get to where I am supposed to be and stay there. However, until then I will do my best not to gain to much weight. I worked so hard to get that first hundred off, I don’t want to have to take it off all over again.
I will do everything that is required of me, and as with everything I do, I will do my very best. I am putting this in God’s hands. Meaning, if it is what is right for me, it will happen, and if not, it wont. At this point I have no expectations. I am simply taking the steps to see if it is right for me.