I had my last supervised weight loss appointment today. Exciting, right? I left feeling like I’ve accomplished so much. But in reality, it’s only been 3 months. I’ve struggled and soared. I can’t help but think about all of the people who have to do 6+ months of this.
I will say that I am super blessed to have such an amazing team right here in our town. I feel supported and ready to take on this giant life change. Not only by the medical team, but friends and family too.
A week from today, I’ll have my pre-op with my surgeon. Right after that is my final meeting with the nutritionist before the surgery. My surgery will be scheduled within 30 days of these appointments.
This road has taken me through ups and downs. Judgment and acceptance. Excited and scared. I can say that I’ve learned a lot about myself. I’ve learned to love every flaw on my body. The stretch marks on my belly caused by pregnancy. The home to my children. Where my body protected them and helped them grow. How could I hate those stretch marks? They’re a reminder of the beautiful things a woman’s body is capable of. My thighs that touch. My double chin. I know these are things I would rather be without, but to be perfectly honest, I’ve accepted that I may never lose these. And I’m okay with that.