The final catch up

Ok...sorry for so many posts on one day.  I am realizing that I really should have started this back in November when we first started discussing surgery!  So let me finish catching you up to speed.  Also, I want to say that I am no English buff so I apologize now for any typo's, incorrect verbiage, or anything that sounds just plain dumb! :)  So here's how it all started.  In October or November my husband and I started discussing weight loss surgery in a pretty serious way.  We had tossed the idea back and forth several times since we have been together but this time it was serious.  I had always been one of those people who had the mentality that I would never do weight loss surgery unless it was a life or death situation for me.  The more we talked the more I was convinced that if I didn't do something now about my weight, it would become a life or death situation.  So in December we attended a weight loss seminar given by the surgeon and his staff that we were considering going to.  It was very informative.  The told us everything from what the procedures were about to the cost to how long recovery would be, etc.  Then we had to wait until January 1st when we went on my insurance.  We had always been on my husbands insurance but his insurance didn't pay as well for weight loss surgery as mine.  So January 1 comes and I start setting up our appointments.  First with the psychologist, then the nutritionist.  Then I get the call giving me our dates to see the surgeon.  As in my previous post, we saw the psychologist (which went well) and we saw the nutritionist (which also went well).  On February 10 I had my visit with the surgeon.  After his exam, he told me that I was a great candidate for surgery and so the ball begins to roll.  With a BMI of 58 and a weight of 384 I was ready to have surgery that day.  By the way, a normal BMI is 18.5 - 24.9.  Anything over that is considered to be overweight and of course the higher your BMI goes you move into the category of obese then morbidly obese.  Obviously I fall into the latter of the 3 categories.  But I found out quickly that this was a "hurry up and wait" game and I had to play by their rules.  Finally, we get the call I had been waiting for.....SURGERY DATE!  My surgery date has been scheduled for June 6 (one day after my 40th birthday - what a way to start the 40's) and my husbands surgery date is scheduled for June 20.  When I finally got a surgery date it felt as if a huge weight (no pun intended) had been lifted off my shoulders.  I felt as if I finally new the day my new life would begin.  I was like a kid on Christmas morning.  So my husband and I have officially been "dieting" since February 7.  I have not had anything to drink besides water since that day and I can honestly say that after almost a month, I don't even miss the sweet tea and soda's I used to love!  We have added protein shakes to our daily meal plan too!  This has helped a lot.  So here I am, officially one month into this and doing pretty good.  My husband and I finally broke down this past weekend and did our "before" pictures which was recommended by the psychologist so that we could visually track our progress.  You know I found that no matter how much you look at yourself in the mirror, you just don't see how fat you really are until you see a picture of yourself.  It was horrifying but I know that in a year from now a big portion of that fat girl will be gone.  My husband and I talk about how exciting this is that we are doing this together and how much closer this is gonna bring us.  Not to mention how much more we will be able to enjoy life and each other.  Many prayers have already went up on my behalf (for that I am truly thankful) and I'm sure they will keep going up.  I have prayed long and hard about God's will for my life regarding my weight.  I asked God that if this (weight loss surgery) were his will to please show me by opening every door and taking away any stumbling blocks.  And I know this is no surprise but we have not had one snag in all of this.  Confirms to me that this is God's will for my life, therefore I know that he will look after me throughout this journey.  It helps a lot to know that I have God on my side as well as many friends and family who are supporting me.  Until next time...