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Well Mexico was interesting, not as scary as I thought overall.  The hospital was definitely not American. I met some great people. Mike and Tina (engaged couple), Angie and Ashlyn (mom & daughter), and Azita ( my roomie).  The first night and day I threw up. That hurt something fierce, but once back at the hotel I started to feel great.  I almost felt guilty because there were a few in our group that were super sick or had horrible gas pains. I did have two drains, for some reason, which may have helped with the gas build up. The long travel day home on day 3 though, whooped my butt. 

I definitely feel like I had surgery and rather than just take a few days off my desk job, I'm going to take at least 10 days.  I get a little dizzy when I move around too much and just feel tired quickly.

I have lost some weight... Yay! I was 270 when I decided I wanted to do this in January, 258 on the day of surgery and 249 last night (4 days out).

I hope to be able to keep in touch with my new friends and help each other in our journey.

I read a response today by sweetpotato1959 about giving up things or what she misses-

"Miss? Eating fast and as much as I thought I wanted,... Drinking fluids and eating at the same time..Not being able to find clothing and being short of breath. Having my legs always rub and wearing out my pants... My shoulders hurting from my huge boobs. Yes I got to give up all that, and you must decide you will let go of all the bad habits and follow the instructions you are given by YOUR surgeon.

Now what did I gain...The ability to be able to bend over and tie my shoes. To play in the yard with my child...(she's grown now) ...Physical stamina...self confidence...ability to take care of myself and others as life dictated."

I love thinking about what I will gain.  I can't wait to start a list of the actual gains so that on the hard days, I can go back and remind myself that I gained.

I was talking to a friend today (she’s this cute little, skinny, active, healthy gal) and we were talking about relationships to food for ourselves and with friends.  When I think about getting together with friends, I always think, “Let’s go out to dinner and we can talk and it will be great!”  She said she always thinks, “Let’s go for a hike or go on a bike ride.”  I have been thinking about my relationship with food a lot since finally deciding to have surgery, well to be honest, I have thought about my relationship with food for a long time, i.e. I have always loved my relationship with food, which is why I weigh what I do right now.

How do you change that mindset? How do I get to the point that I eat to live and not live to eat?