One year out

Well I guess that I should not let this bench mark go away without mention. A year ago today I was recovering from my RNY and feeling every bit of it. I remember the G tube. That thing was getting painful about now to say the least. I had it removed and to this day that was one of the most painful experiences I ever had to do. Well I had a lot of time now to think about the entire affair and I will say that all in all this was the best move I ever made. Granted I have made some hair brained mistakes in my time and I was very afraid that this would be another one but in the end so far that is not the case. I am proud of the progress I have made and I look great in clothes. Yes I have massive shrinkles all over my body caused from the massive damage being morbidly obese did to my poor skin. I have an old man neck from the weight loss there. I even had to have my wedding ring resized and links removed from my watch. The best one is the fact that my shoes size changed. My fingers and feet were even fat. I listen to country music now. Nobody saw that one coming. I guess that at least to me it feels like the old me died a year ago. This new me is much better. Well look at it this way. Imagine having your deepest wish granted. My entire life has changed. In one years time I have gone from slowly waiting to die to learning to live and doing it well. On my first pre op appointment I was sitting in Dr. Snyder’s office at Rose Medical Center so nervous that I was just sitting there not talking at all. (Rare for me) Michael Snyder told me a lot of things in that appointment but there was a life changing moment in that meeting that I will remember for the rest of my life. He asked me what I expected out of the surgery as far as weight loss is concerned. I sheepish said I hoped that I could get down to 225 or so. It felt like I was asking Santa for a Corvette and a million dollars. He leaned back in his chair and smiled. He looked me directly in the eyes and said that if I didn't hit 180 pounds he would consider the procedure a failure. I could tell that he really meant it. People I was moved to tears. No really. I couldn't speak or respond. I could only sit there and sob like a girl. I expected to hear a lot of things that day but I can assure you that I never ever expected someone to say that. Well here I am. I weigh 185 pounds and it has been a year. I don't have a corvette or a million dollars but I would trade them both in a heartbeat for this anyway. Thank you very much Michael. Thank you to my wife Paula who loved me fat first even when I did not love myself. I cant tell you all how much I love the new me. Thank you for granting me the wish I wanted so badly that I was afraid to even whisper it out loud for fear that it may leave even my dreams.