Well, it seems that I am a little older than most of you on this board so I will certainly have to edit my story....no one here wants to read "War and Peace"!   Let's see... I had a very happy childhood. My parents thought I was the best thing since sliced bread. I grew up in an upper middle class neighborhood, with good schools and lots of friends.  I had a boyfriend all throughout my teen years. I went to college to become a teacher and got a position in an excellent, very prestigious private school in NYC.  I believe that I led a very charmed life up to this point. 
                                                                 
                                                 
 

 

 

So, why did I get fat? What unfulfilled need was I trying to fill with food? I HAVE NO IDEA!!! I have thought about this quite a bit over the last few years and have yet to come up with an answer. The fact is, I was never skinny as a kid, but not overweight either.  The pounds started piling on in college and that's when my days of yoyo dieting started. I went to Weight Watchers in my early 20's and lost 65 pounds.   That is when I met my husband (I was a size 5).  My husband was an eater and, needless to say, it didn't take much persuasion to get me to eat again.  Boy, did we have a good time becoming blimps!! 
                                                
                                                                      

 I had two wonderful children who are now aged 25 and 28.  I am still trying to take off the baby weight. LOL As a matter of fact, I am trying to take off the "grandbaby weight". 
                                                                                            

 

 

 

 

Things turned around drastically in my life when I had a very severe heart attack at the age of 45.  I nearly died. After the heart attack, I decided to really take off some weight and so, besides rehab, I worked out three days a week with a personal trainer and also embarked on a walking campaign.  I would walk about 4 miles every morning and did start to lose weight.                                             
   
The trouble was...when I would get back to my house, I could not bend down to pick up my newspaper. My trainer tried all kinds of stretching exercises but we could not figure why I was in so much pain and so inflexible.  It turns out that I had severe osteoarthritis in both hips. I wound up having both hips replaced at the age of 47!!! 
   Well, I recovered but was always advised to take off weight by my doctors.....to no avail.

 

 

 

 

After a few relatively uneventful years, my husband  decided to semi-retire and we bought a house in Florida.  We were starting a whole new phase of our lives and looking forward to doing all sorts of things.  Tragically, a few months after the move, my dear, dear husband had a sudden, massive heart attack and passed away at the age of 54.  
                                                                                        

Well, that pretty much brings you up to date. It was very difficult but I am doing OK. I have now decided to change my life. I am doing this for my children and my grandson (he will be two years old this July) but mostly for myself.  

                                                                          It's About Time

UPDATE....AS OF TODAY (8/24/08)...I AM 7 LBS. UNDER GOAL!!!!!


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South Florida, FL
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22.3
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07/30/2007
Surgery Date
May 19, 2007
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