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Here I am sitting in my car eating my salad with only vegetables and fat free dressing as described in my pre-op diet. I'm 6 days out and horrified. I'm on the verge of changing my mind. I'm having so many emotions I don't know what to do. I feel like I'm actually mourning the loss of food. Everything I see, my heart literally hurts. My mind constantly says you will never have that again. I don't have any underlying issues. I was never molested or abused in any manner. My parents have been married for 52 years. I just love food. I love the way it looks smells and tastes. I feel like I'm loosing a friend. I want to back out so bad but I need the surgery so bad. My health is horrible. I take 2 shots for diabetes and take 4 pills. Along with 2 blood pressure meds. Most of a I have a four year old daughter that I love so much and would die for. How ironic is it that I would die for her but at this very moment I'm dieing because I love food.
My daughter is my life. I'm doing this for. She needs me. She is more excited about me loosing weight than I am. Everything day she says Mommy when you loose weight we are going to have so much fun. She wants us to ride bikes, run, and jump. This morning she said when you loose weight we can wear the same dress and yours won't be tight. She just has this vision of us running through a field of flowers. She deserves this. So why am I having second thoughts. I need this so bad but I'm so afraid of the aftermath. Sorry for rambling but my mind I'd going 90 miles per hour