And so it begins...

Ok... so life has been crazy. As usual. But I feel like I'm at the beginning of the rest of my life. To start, I got a car (sexy miata is sexy). I also got a second job working with children with Autism. And now, here's the bigun'... the little secret I referenced in my blog prior to this...


I'm getting the lap-band!


For those of you who don't know what that is, here is a link to a video that explains the process: http://video.about.com/weightloss/Laparoscopic-Gastric-Banding.htm

So about two months ago, I was really struggling with my eating, as I have for the last 3 years. I felt a bit hopeless because no matter how hard I tried, no matter how perfect my eating was, I was still constantly hungry. I honestly felt like I would never be a healthy weight again. Only I few days later, at work, I had called a Bariatric Surgeon's office to follow up on records on a patient. As usual, the operator put me on hold... but this time, putting me on hold basically changed the course of my life. Because instead of shitty elevator music, there was an ad. It was a 22 year old girl (only a year older than myself) talking about how a year an a half ago, she was a size 22 (which I'm an 18 so close enough). She was struggling with diets due to her hunger, and she felt hopeless. At this point, I felt like I was in a cartoon where one of the characters turn on the T.V. to a commercial that is ridiculously specific to their situation. A year an a half later, however, she was down to a size 8! (I think her name might have been David Blaine...) So I went home and did what I always do when I'm, intrigued: research. Once I decided this is something I wanted to pursue, I scheduled and appointment with my physician and he thought I would be the perfect candidate (because I'm always perfect, so thank you Dr. Obvious.. kidding of course). I went to a seminar and decided this is something that I wanted for myself.

So here are a few things. For those who might think this is taking the easy way out... it's not. This is going to be a lifelong commitment. I'm going to have to give up most of my favorite foods for LIFE. My "pouch" (as they call it) will be the size of a beer pong ball, only I can't drink beer anymore (carbonation).

Also, It's not going to be till late this year that I get the procedure due to a 6 month program I need to complete first in order to be covered by insurance. So if you see me this year and I'm still fat, it's OK. Calm down. Understand this is a big decision and takes time.

But if you see me in 2 years and I'm still fat, then I broke it. Or something.