I was in Port Huron with my dad, my brother Denny and my buddy Ron.
That moment in time was when I was wheeled into the operating room and had gastric bypass surgery performed by Dr. Akbar Ali.
My weight lose was rapid -- about a pound a day for the first three month. I was closing in on the 100 pound mark just before my forty-second birthday on July 17.
And then I hit a brick wall and plateaued. I hung around the 98-99 total pounds lost for over a long, frustrating week. Shortly after my birthday, the weight began pealing off yet again. When I reached the one-year anniversary of my surgery, I had lost just over 150 lbs.
That first summer I was riding bike and moving more than I had in years. I actually felt like doing something other than sleeping or sitting in a chair.
Today, nine-years later, I've packed on a few of those lost pounds and they're not coming off as easily as that first summer after surgery. Bariatric surgery isn't a cure, it's a tool. And I know how to use it when I put my mind to it.
So, like I did nine-years ago, I'll watch my food intake (quantity AND quality of food) long with moving more and I'll watch those pounds disappear yet again.
|Me in the fall of 2002|
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