On December 29, 2008 I underwent an attempt at Bariatric Surgery. Unfortunately, a torn spleen and two burst arteries, the surgery had to be stopped. I was the third person whom the surgeon had experienced with the same complications. Because he failed to notify me of this particular complication, my husband and I weren't properly informed for my husband to make any decisions for me while I was in the operating room, so the surgery was stopped.
Then, everyone around me knew the surgery hadn't happened but no one told me. Yes, I was left for 4.5 hours thinking the surgery had been successful, when it actually hadn't taken place! My husband couldn't understand why the doctor didn't arrive to discuss the situation with me. Thank the Lord, my husband took matters into his own hands and informed me. I was stunned, and then emotionally I bottomed out! I thought I was getting a chance to start my life over as a thin person and the doctor didn't even care about his patient enough to tell me what had occured during the surgery. Yes, I blame him.
So, what did I do? Well, after the tears and the pity party had ended; I set out to rebuild myself by myself! I managed to lose 9 pounds on my own. Then a friend prompted me to consider hypnotherapy and I did. To date, I have lost 20.3 pounds. I swim at least twice a week in an AquaFit Areobics class. I am physical therapy two days a week. My diet has changed drastically and I went from a size 26 to a size 22.I need to increase my exercise and I will, but I need to strengthen my knees first!
Will I be okay, you bet I will. Do I resent the doctor, you bet I do? Can I really continue my weight loss life, you bet I can and better yet, you bet I will!
Today is better than yesterday and tomorrow will be better than today! One day at a time.