_Victoria_
Well-Known Member
Hey everyone! I've been a member of the forums for around two years now but never really wanted to start my own diary until i got my date and knew everything was actually real. Well on Thursday i got my date!! So here goes...
It sounds a bit dramatic to say that my problems started in the womb... lol but for me, they actually did! Without going into too much detail, my mom had lots of complications in her pregnancy that resulted in the loss of my twin and an amniotic fluid leakage. I was being slowly crushed in her womb and was born with dislocated hips and a bunch of other issues that have, from birth, made my mobility limited.
When i got to around 9, my knees started to dislocate which meant lots of time off school and even less mobility which was the point i really started to gain weight. Missing lots of school, being the "fat girl" and being registered disabled meant that my experience at school wasn't a happy one.
Over the years I've gained more weight and lost more confidence. It's a vicious circle i couldn't ever seem to break. To the point where I'd become practically housebound. If it wasn't my mobility holding me back it was my lack of confidence.
Then in May 2015, my brother got married... In Thailand. Not only couldn't i make it to that but i turned 30 at the same time. Most of my immediate family were at my brothers wedding so i spent my birthday without them, while missing one of the most important moments of my brothers life... All because of my weight. I realised then that i needed to make a change and in September of that year i summoned up all the mental strength i had and made an appointment to see my GP to be referred for weight loss surgery.
My first appointment was in November 2015. I'm now 32 and 4 and half stone lighter than i was back then. Still with a long long way to go but finally with hope that I'm going to actually get somewhere. I got put on the waiting list for surgery on Valentines Day this year and on Thursday FINALLY got my date for surgery. January 15th. The official start date of my new life At the moment I'm mostly overwhelmed... But I'm starting to feel more excited. I start my pre op diet on Monday so it's finally real!! The pre op diet is what I'm actually the most nervous about... So i wanted to make sure i started a diary as added pressure to keep myself on the straight and narrow.
I'm expecting an emotional ride. I'm so thankful for these forums and all of you girls and guys. Over the past two years all your posts and diaries have kept me inspired, motivated and most of all SANE! It's been such a help to me to be able to come here and ask questions or read about all of your experiences. I know I'm going to be relying on that even more now that I'm about to start the next stage of my journey and I'm really happy that there's such an amazing bunch of people here that i know have all felt the same as i have or the same as i will at some point or another.
Sorry for the essay! I promise to try and not make all of my entries this long... "Try" being the key word
It sounds a bit dramatic to say that my problems started in the womb... lol but for me, they actually did! Without going into too much detail, my mom had lots of complications in her pregnancy that resulted in the loss of my twin and an amniotic fluid leakage. I was being slowly crushed in her womb and was born with dislocated hips and a bunch of other issues that have, from birth, made my mobility limited.
When i got to around 9, my knees started to dislocate which meant lots of time off school and even less mobility which was the point i really started to gain weight. Missing lots of school, being the "fat girl" and being registered disabled meant that my experience at school wasn't a happy one.
Over the years I've gained more weight and lost more confidence. It's a vicious circle i couldn't ever seem to break. To the point where I'd become practically housebound. If it wasn't my mobility holding me back it was my lack of confidence.
Then in May 2015, my brother got married... In Thailand. Not only couldn't i make it to that but i turned 30 at the same time. Most of my immediate family were at my brothers wedding so i spent my birthday without them, while missing one of the most important moments of my brothers life... All because of my weight. I realised then that i needed to make a change and in September of that year i summoned up all the mental strength i had and made an appointment to see my GP to be referred for weight loss surgery.
My first appointment was in November 2015. I'm now 32 and 4 and half stone lighter than i was back then. Still with a long long way to go but finally with hope that I'm going to actually get somewhere. I got put on the waiting list for surgery on Valentines Day this year and on Thursday FINALLY got my date for surgery. January 15th. The official start date of my new life At the moment I'm mostly overwhelmed... But I'm starting to feel more excited. I start my pre op diet on Monday so it's finally real!! The pre op diet is what I'm actually the most nervous about... So i wanted to make sure i started a diary as added pressure to keep myself on the straight and narrow.
I'm expecting an emotional ride. I'm so thankful for these forums and all of you girls and guys. Over the past two years all your posts and diaries have kept me inspired, motivated and most of all SANE! It's been such a help to me to be able to come here and ask questions or read about all of your experiences. I know I'm going to be relying on that even more now that I'm about to start the next stage of my journey and I'm really happy that there's such an amazing bunch of people here that i know have all felt the same as i have or the same as i will at some point or another.
Sorry for the essay! I promise to try and not make all of my entries this long... "Try" being the key word