BlueSkiesNow

Getting through the pre op was a struggle for me too. I finally broke down and shared how hard it was going to be for me with my friends. They had no idea how much I struggled with food. I attempted to start early several and failed. When it came down to those last two weeks my friends had to literally babysit me. We gardened, went for walks and drank protein shakes together, lol. They kept me busy. I'm a stay at home mom so are they, when the kids left for school, so did I. I worried about post op because the pre op was so hard but 3 months have passed and I'm down 60 lbs. You can do it. Make a plan to whatever you need to do. Don't be afraid to ask your family and friends for help

"I was fat before I became fat" Wow I so relate to this. It still resonates today... You describe this so well, including to rituals of food and love. It amazes me how similar we all are. Although a rarely post I always feel at home here. Reading everyone's experiences and insights have gotten me through...especially yours LV

I was fat before I became fat. Eventually my physical appearance matched how I felt on the inside. During high school I was always 140 but felt like I was obese. Hated my body. My rituals with eating began early.... Ohhhhh Snickers bars eating all around the outsides, then the nougat on the bottom. Then each bite after that I would let melt in my mouth. It was like making love to my food. Everything I loved to eat had some sort of ritualized eating pattern associated with it. I always had food battles with my parents. Now I realize it was all about control. I would have to sit at the kitchen table for hours because there were certain foods I refused to eat. I would get nauseous just thinking about them, then and now. Grits, eggs, black eyed peas just a few on a very long list. To this day I don't indulge in those foods, lol. My siblings, cousins and I would have food parties. My idea of course. We all would buy something from the store with our money we'd been saving. Then go on the back porch and divide the goods. We called it a picnic. As a teenager I would by a snack from the store and hide it under my mattress. Depending on how I felt I would finish it in a day or maybe 2, a whole box of Little Debbie Pies. When I moved out on my own at 18 I really settled into my food addiction. Until this point my binges hadn't resulted in weight gain. There was no turning back. I wasn't aware that what I was doing was blocking feelings of low self worth. Giving myself love the only way I knew how. I did not connect all the childhood abuse to my eating. I was just trying to survive. A young adult and teenage mom trying desperately to make ends meet. Too bad it's taken me many more abuses as an adult and reaching the age of 41 to began mending my mind. When you know better you do better. In therapy for a year doing the dance of one step forward two back. Thankful to have just taken a big leap forward.

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Sleeved 9/16 Norwalk Hospital Dr. Floch

Thank you

I lost my husband two years ago. Didn't think I could live without him. I heard this song one day "Blue Skies". It always lifts my mood makes me feel hopeful.Once I decided to become healthy and start my life again the name felt appropriate.

Stratford, CT

Thanks everyone...sleeved and at home recovering. It wasn't so bad. Trying to get a liter of liquids in uugghh

Sitting waiting to be prepped for surgery. Wondering if I lost my mind for doing this. Just looking for prayers from everyone. NERVOUS!!

Hello Everyone My surgery date is Sept 16 Norwalk CT. Today makes day 3 of my pre-op diet. This is much harder than I thought it would be.