My mom and her husband are coming for Christmas. They used to call me "two tons" as a nickname when I was in high school and beyond. I can't express enough the level of anxiety I have over their visit. I feel that all they will notice was that my WLS was a "failure." I feel like a failure enough as it is without a reminder. So... not that it will help, but I am going on a liquid diet for the next 14 days until they arrive in order to feel like I will at least lose some bloat. It may not help at all but maybe it will help me feel more in control? I am scared. Scared of being stared at, looked down upon. I LOVE Christmas and I'm sure they will not say anything to my face, but what is said behind my back to other family members always gets back to me. I hate being a fat failure. I hate that I am stuck. I hate that I have yet to have the Christmas card pic without a fat face. Oh man. So much for a Merry Christmas. :( I just have to keep reminding myself all that I have to be grateful for and play that over and over in my head.
On a happier note, here is my house all lit up...
Last weekend we were able to go to the downtown Christmas parade where the parking was a long distance from the street, but I made it just fine thanks to my surgery.
Today is also my 9th wedding anniversary so I will bore you with some wedding pics... :) I am sad when I see how fat I was. I could hardly stand. My husband had to hold my hands during the ceremony so I would not fall because my back hurt so bad. It's kinda painful to look at these pics, but I am sooo grateful to have a husband that loves me for me. Fat, infertility, medical issues, strokes, ALL before he married me. At least I know he didn't marry me for my looks. :)
Dee that does the "Dee's Tips and Trivia" is the red head in the middle. :)