(This reblog was originally posted on one of my previous blogs/websites. I'm reposting it here because of any of a number of reasons that make it a post I feel is worth still having available for discussion. Minor editing may have been done for clarity, or in some instances maybe there was some additional clarifying my original intent, or removing out of date information. Just letting you know. Unless noted, the publish date here reflects the originally published date.)
“You’ve made a decision.”
That’s what my doctor told me this afternoon. I went to see him to get my flu shot, and I had a couple more questions for him before my initial consult with the bariatric surgeon tomorrow. He gave me a letter to verify some things for my insurance company. And when I told him that in a number of ways, just looking in to this whole process has given me some motivation.
That’s when he told me “You’ve made a decision.”
He’s right. And it kinda sucks.
Why couldn’t I make this decision the decision to radically alter my life-style without surgery?
Of course if I could answer that I wouldn’t be at this point. So this is where I am. I made a decision, I’m moving forward.
We’ll see how things are after tomorrow.
Originally posted October 30, 2008