Just a quick Jot to cover my butt in case I've just broken the twins....and an explanation may be in order, so here goes...

This morning, CC was home, and we were all watching a little TV. CC does not take into consideration that the girls are with us, and teds to selfishly watch whatever he feels like watching... Me, I'm trying to finish up an assignment on-line. The girls are getting restless, because neither of us is paying attention to them, nothing good on the tele, and quite frankly 20 minutes straight in one spot is just way too much to bare....
So, I say to CC... Can you please entertain them, I only need like 20 more minutes... He grabs TD1 and says... Come here baby, Mommy doesn't love you.... I'm heartbroken, upset, appalled... I reproach him, I say... Don't tell her that, that isn't true.. take it back... He exclaims... She's only 2... I shoot back.. you'd be surprised what kids remember.. and to my daughter, I say... Come here baby.... Daddy's Gay...

I know what you are thinking... we were just playing, but I think she is broken...

Wish me luck!!!

First appointment, and Doc is cool as hell.. CC got to go with me too, which made a world of difference... Doc explained that due to the fact that I have no other comorbidities, he would be fine doing either procedure... The Lap band or Bypass...

Great... I HATE making decisions...

Good thing he stepped out to make a phone call, it gave CC and I a moment to chat... He swears because of my obsessive nature the Bypass would be better for me... I think he is right... If I don;t feel like someone has punched me in the ass every time I eat the wrong foods, I'll be right back at 300lbs in no time... sooooo.. By pass it is..

Wish me Luck!!!

I have decided to look further into this bariatric surgery, and the Lap band seems more my speed. I just went to a seminar last night, and the information is a bit overwhelming... Truly would have wished for my Hubby to have been there, but unfortunately the Cheshire Cat was deployed... story of our lives... I did however leave there feeling a sense of purpose, I felt a little bit more sure that this is something I may benefit from...

There are support group meetings and it is a requirement to go to at least one before they schedule you a surgery date... Meetings are not new to me, nor are they my friend... issues stick to me and haunt me, even when they are NOT my own...


Wish me luck!!!!