Anyone
who knows me is aware of how proud I am of all the weight my wife, Bobbi, has
lost as a result of her bariatric surgery on 8/27/14 (see My Three Wives). She is a changed person (on the healthier side)
forever. Both her diabetes and asthma are gone, and joint pain is at the bare
minimum. To see her before and after, check out the pictures on the post Metamorphosis.
I
am in the beginning stages to see if I would be a good candidate for weight
loss surgery. My diabetes doctor is in favor of this because my diabetes is not
as much under control as it should be.
Some
people might say that if I can go from 365 pounds to 329 as a result of
exercise and the dietary change our whole family when Bobbi had her surgery, I
should be able to lose those excess pounds with a lot of prayer and will power.
Why
get this drastic? My desire to consume both good and bad foods is an evil
thing. It resembles a spoiled child. If the desire is not met correctly, my
want for it comes back even stronger. I believe the only way I’ll ever get
control of it is through this permanent lifestyle change.
I
have always believed knowledge is power, but in this case I wonder if I know
too much. If I allow myself to, fear could take over easily. I am assured that
an empathetic Bobbi will be with me every step of the way as she mothers me
into complete recovery.
There
are some things that I do remember with my wife that could be my lot in the distant
future. There is the caring for and healing of the incision and drain whole
wound. The ingestion of daily protein is important in keeping hair growth. The
diet in recovery transitions from liquid to semi-solids to solids. My wife’s appetite
is quickly satiated with the small amount of food she eats. One is not allowed
to eat and drink at the same meal (because this eliminates the nutrients your
body needs). In the area of sweet stuff “diet, no sugar added, and sugar free”
become a welcomed way of life.
Each
pill (of those still being taken) must be swallowed ten minutes apart (so the
body can ingest them all). Slow sipping of beverages is encouraged as opposed
to mindless guzzling. Instead of us eating two separate meals; Bobbi takes a
small amount from me when we eat at a restaurant. Eventually after reaching
one’s final goal; there’s all the loose skin to deal with.
Clothing is constantly becoming too big; meaning
one has to shop a lot more. (Is that good or bad?) I think the “thin Bobbi”
gets more positive than the older version of her did. Would this make a
difference in the self-esteem issues connected to my appearance?
No
more eating for a small family of four (until I was about to pop). I hear many
weight loss patients have less joint pain After watching my wife work at
maintaining this new standard of living; I realize that most people who don’t
succeed at this method of body remodeling have stopped following the
established rules.
Very
few things in life happen without some sort of growing pains of either the
physical or emotional kind. If you are reading this right now, I am asking you
to stop and say a prayer for me as I see where all this leads to. (I’ll take
whatever you got.) I’m also counting on you to make small step to just one of your
goals. With God’s help I know we can both be successful beyond our wildest
dreams.
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