I’ve been giving a lot of thought to weight-loss surgery over the last week, and here’s what I know so far:
- The surgeon I was referred to accepts my insurance, which makes it possible to consider.
- If I have surgery, which I hope to do, I will choose the gastric sleeve.
- Losing weight feels good, and that part will be awesome.
- I know I’ll have to work at it.
- The first month will be the hardest. It may or may not be miserable (mainly because I’ll wish I could chew food.)
- People in my personal life who have had the sleeve have experienced great success with it.
- I’ll have to spend the night in the hospital, which is not something I look forward to.
- I’m honestly scared to think about having surgery.
- I’m hopeful that it will eventually be among the best health decisions I’ve ever made.
- I’ll get to drink the protein shakes that I love now. (Shout out to Tera’s Whey! That stuff is awesome!)
- My family will be super supportive.
- I’ll have to take some time off work.
- My boyfriend will be my strong arm, and he’ll help Mom while she helps me.
- I’ll take more selfies. (Okay, I’m kidding. I already take enough selfies.)
The thing is…I already love my life and the people in it. I have a loving and supportive family, a job that I enjoy, an awesome circle of friends, a relationship with a intelligent, loyal guy (whom I now talk about online) and a church family who loves me too. My life is already good, and I want to be around as long as possible to enjoy it.
I haven’t been to the consultation yet, but I’ll make the appointment this week. It’s not a quick process, but I’m relieved that it’s starting. I’m doing a sleep apnea test at home next week, which should be interesting. I don’t snore, typically sleep through the night and wake up feeling rested. I don’t think I suffer from sleep apnea, but I’m going to go through every test I need to take.