RTZdad
Well-known member
It seems like a lifetime ago in many respects. So much has happened. My son has grown up too fast. He was barely four when I went in. Now he's 8 going on 20. I wish that I could brag about how profound that surgery affected my life. In some aspects, I feel as though I have taken my relatively smooth experience for granted. My return to my "old" life happened without much hesitation. I'm not a complete mess, for this I am thankful. I do regret allowing myself to return to the unhealthy eating habits and slowly welcoming back all of those lost pounds like they were family. Shameful. As I layed in bed shortly after the surgery, I was convinced that my life would never be the same. From that point on, I would become a changed man. No more excuses! My surgery would serve as the ultimate "reset" button. It worked for a while, but life has a funny way of showing you who's boss. As I sit here tonight, pondering my journey, I am both happy and sad. Happy that I made it through. obviously. Sad that I haven't yet embraced just how precious my life is. Luckily, my food choices and sporadic exercise habits have yet to affect my health in any significant way. There is still hope. I am going to use this anniversary as another starting point for getting back on the horse. Part of my process will be to regularly check in to this site and share some of my experience with others. I was helped greatly before and after surgery with my friends found on this forum. Perhaps that has been a missing piece of the puzzle. My absence from here may have allowed me to forget that I went through all of this. I hope that I stay true to this commitment, as I honestly believe I need a reminder of what I have been through and where I want to go.
Tom
Tom