I am now a healthy weight, I have heaps of energy, I can cross my legs comfortably, I can sit on the couch with my knees to my chest, I can do so much more than I could, and every day I am thankful.
I would have never in 1000 years imagined that I would have the success I'd heard about. I thought I'd be a failure. When explaining the operation to people I never ever believed that I would get to a target weight, I even set my first major goal at 75kg, never thinking I'd get below that, and here I am today at 53kg. Unbelievable.
So I have posted some of the damage to my body pictures. I have a butt like a 60 year old woman, but I really only have myself to blame. I should have exercised and I didn't, and now I am wishing like hell I had. This is on my knees to show you the hang.
And front on:
And side on:
On the weekend we built Sarah a bunk bed, and I spent a lot of time on my hands and knees crawling around putting things where they belonged, and the belly hang felt really weird. But I am trying to be happy with what I have, but its weird to have hanging bits, when before it was all nice and smooth, all be it plump!
I do need to get back and see my dietitian I am very slack in that regard. I haven't seen him for ages, and I whinge about still losing weight, but I still haven't done anything about improving it. Typical lazy Libby!
Anyway that's where I am at, be back soon! Thanks for reading!
