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To me life is a bunch of journeys intermixed, least that's how my life has always been. Things have been great in one arena, horrid in another, and for as long as I can remember it's always been that way.
SO I am starting a new journey in life when I decided that I'm going to get RNY. I've always hated my body and thought it was fat, since I could remember to be honest. I go through phases where I don't care what others think/I love myself, etc, to a phase of self-loathing and then punishment by eating. I've tried to lose weight through diet and exercise, definitely didn't work. And my back would hurt so bad from the extra weight I had put on. One day it hit me, bariatric surgery! I googled about programs where I work (I work outpatient with a big hospital in Chicago), and it suddenly made sense. So I looked up surgeons who accepted my insurance, did surgery at the hospital (With the insurance through the hospital everything such as visits, surgery, hospitalization are pretty much covered). Chose the surgeon and had my first visit 2 weeks ago.
He was a great surgeon, friendly, actually seemed to care about me. I was like "Great, I'll go with this guy." He was understanding and didn't judge that I am now my heaviest, 277lb. He gave me hope.
Then last weekend took my 4 year old daughter to a theme park and I couldn't fit in some of the rides (Never had this problem before). Tried to go on one of my fave rides and nope, seat belt wouldn't buckle, butt not completely in seat. I got up and left and wanted to cry. That solidified this decision. Not only am I huge, but this isn't fair to my daughter to not be able to enjoy stuff because mommy doesn't fit or is too lazy. Unacceptable. I thrive to be a good mom.
This past week has been scheduling appointments that my doctor has set out on his 3 month plan. With my insurance it's 3 months of multidisciplinary management. So not only working with a huge health system, it was difficult to make appointments sooner than later due to being so huge and having so many patients. I literally stalked schedules of various departments through the computer system and then would call and moved so many things around when I saw openings. I keep my schedule in contact with my surgeon so he is aware where I am in the process and now he wants a mid to late January surgery. I'm open to this for sure! Sooner than later is good for me. Plus then I qualify for FMLA as well.
But I'm nervous. My life is so hiccup ridden it's not even funny. I have a persistent H. pylori infection (stomach bacteria that affect some but for the most part doesn't bother others). This could delay surgery but I won't know until November when I could follow-up with my GI doctor. I have to pay out of pocket for my initial nutritionist's appt because the soonest I could get was with someone who isn't with any insurance except medicaid and medicare, great. So there goes $200 I don't really have extra at the moment. I couldn't see the psychologist until March so now paying another $200 out of pocket for an evaluation from him. It's adding up and financial matters have always scared me. These bumps in the road make me more anxious about if I'll qualify, will I not have a net gain, etc. I'm always anxious, I also have anxiety and depression to add to all of this.
That's just who I am.
Funny part, between my nutritionist appts I am going to Disney World with my family. Just hoping I don't gain anything from there. Last year I actually ate a ton there and lost 10lbs because we walked soooo much there. It'll be my last trip as "normal" me but I'm ready for a new normal as well. I can do this.
And sadly I wish I could say my husband was the most supportive like I've read from others on here. He's really not. His response to anytime I bring this up, "Do whatever you want, it's your stomach." So right now a co-worker is my support (she had this done last year), my mom who lives 3 hours away but sent some money to help with out of pocket pays, and you guys.
So let's begin this journey. And I can't promise I won't stress and be anxious, it's hard to change this, but with your help I don't feel so alone. Thanks.
(I will update as appts, whatever happens)