Sunday, January 20, 2008

The straw that broke the camel's back


So what was it for you that made you decide that you would go the WLS route?

For me... my Dad died at 67 years old of congestive heart failure and sleep apnea. Less than a year later I was diagnosed with sleep apnea and at 34. I knew I needed to make some changes or I was more than likely doomed to the same fate and maybe even earlier.

What was "it" for you?

Here's what my pals over at OH said.

7 comments:

Inky said...

after nearly seven (yes SEVEN) years of research and being unable to commit, it was Thanksgiving 2006 that finally caused me to make the consult appointment. I ate so much that day that my HUGE stomach couldn't bear it and I threw up everything. I wasn't ill, just had overstuffed the bloated belly. I felt truly disgusted with myself and knew I had to do something.

That was my straw!

Anonymous said...

Your transformation is amazing! Keep up the good work, I found your blog while researching Fage Yogurt, and was blown away by your before and after.

-Peter Adonis
www.RandyBlueRipped.com

Anonymous said...

There is nothing like a grandchild to change your perspective on the world. I knew I had to do something. I had already had both of my knees replaced, and everytime I went to my doctor's and read the warning signs for diabetes, it just seemd that the symptoms were getting "closer". But it was definitely wanting to see my grandchild grow....

Rachel said...

I was 19 and my then gynecologist said, "If you continue on like this, by the time you're 30 you won't be able to walk." I was two years before I began to think about having surgery, and what she said kept coming back to haunt me.

Anonymous said...

I'm an RN, I know all about risk factors, comorbidities and the like. But, even with my high bp getting more out of control by the year, I always said I wouldn't do "that"-meaning surgery, to my body. But, after countless attempts at losing weight with every type of diet and techniques, excersises ect, last summer I just gave up. I had lost 40 only to gain 50- AGAIN ! I was defeated, which caused me to eat. At that rate, I was well on my way to 400. So, being a nurse, I had seen all these pt's happily losing weight and eating pretty normal by 6 mos or so. I was approaching 46 yrs, and I just decided to do it. I am 4 mos post op and feeling great. Dealing with emotions, eating ok. Thank you for showing us that you can eat well post op. Amie

Kattitude said...

What was "it" for me?? Realizing that I could wind up dead at an early age like my dad. He died at 56 years old due to a massive heart attack due to diabetes. Of course it took almost 12 years after he died for me to have the surgery. But after 2 years of not being able to get my diabetes under control, something had to be done. So hear I sit almost 4 months post-op and happy as a clam! =)

Rebecca R. said...

I'm only 30 and realized that I was putting life on hold not only for myself but my 3 yr old. I want to give her the best life possible and I want to be there for every moment of it. Type 1 Diabetes for 26 yrs and in one year getting sleep apnea, high cholesterol, kidney and vision issues. Enough is enough!