I’ve been trying to get back to the computer these last few days. Busy, busy, busy. I certainly didn’t expect the last post to generate such interest. I guess it really hit a nerve with a few folks. There were a lot of lengthy reponses… I was amazed. Then again, it’s not a light-weight subject.
For the record, I’ve never seriously considered the surgery. Not really. After the little bit of research I did last summer, I knew it wasn’t for me. I doubt I’d ever change my mind unless a doctor recommends it to me as a way to treat another condition. Even then I’ll think twice. For now, I think I’ll work on returning to my health-improvement program of balanced eating and walking.
At some point, right after I posted the piece about weight loss surgery, I was blog surfing and happened across Robin’s Ferocious Things via Xkot. Robin had just started a series of entries on weight issues and what it’s like to be a fat girl:
“My weight does not stop me from making friends, giving a man my phone number, dancing like a fool at a club, wearing a funny fur hat and feather boa in public or from eating a big greasy, hamburger in front of someone. Weight doesn’t stop me from being me and doing the things I want to do.”
Brava, Robin! This sums it up for me too. I refuse to filter myself just because of other people’s perceptions about how fat people should behave. In a later post, she published a photographic history of herself. She’s a beautiful woman.
Then, because of links from Robin, Deborah, Angel and Gina, a bunch of people came visiting. One of them was Erin. Erin plans to have weight loss surgery in May. I wish her the best of luck and plan to follow her progress in her journal. I’m glad she “re-found” me because that led me to her. (I didn’t even know I was lost!)