One of the many reasons for going through with the WLS was that I wanted to be able to run around and play with my nephew/godson. Today it came true! We spent the morning in the play ground and he (2yrs old) kept on taking me on the big slide so we could go down together. Then spent the rest of the morning running around the park. After a long nap we went to the lake so he could swim. For those who really know me would know I am not one for water I can't see my feet in so I just stood by the edge watching him splash around. Unfortunatly he went a little to deep in the water and triped. He couldn't get back on his feet and when I saw him go down I knew he wouldn't be able to get back up. As I ran into the water to get him and pull him out the two things I could think about is one I got my baby and he's ok and two I wasn't even breathing heavy from running to get my boy. Today gave me a little boost to keep on trying to lose the rest of the weight and to work more on my poor self esteam. I am still struggling with the fact I still think of myself as fat. But I am trying to work on that. I knew this WLS was going to be tough but I never knew how much it would mess with my mind/emotions?!
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