Preface: My daughter has wanted to tell the world about my surgery, so I asked her if she'd be interested in writing a guest post for my blog. She readily agreed. So, here is my 16-year-old's view of my upcoming surgery. ~ I didn't edit a word and have to say I think she's a pretty good writer. She's brought tears to my eyes and gives me one more reason to keep pressing forward in my new ending in life.
I am so proud of my mom! She has worked so hard to get to this point. I never would've thought she'd lose enough weight to have surgery.
For the most part of my life, my mom has never been the one to be active or eat healthy. I'd always hear of kids at school whose mothers were all about eating healthy and staying active, but I just knew my mom would never be like that. I was alway ok with that because I loved her the way she was. Plus, she can cook really good and I didn't want her to start making some of the "disgusting, healthy food."
When my mom first started running, I thought it was pretty cool. I couldn't believe she was actually doing something active on her own. I loved hearing when she finished a run and was talking about how hard it was, or how she actually did it. There were even times when I thought "Wow, I could never do that."
I always felt a sense of pride when she accomplished a new goal, wether it be a faster mile, or more distance added to her time. I just couldn't believe she was turning into this thinner, fitter, and healthier woman.
There were even times when I secretly watch what I was eating because my mom was, and why shouldn't I?
I alway loved watching The Biggest Loser. It was interesting to see how hard these people worked to lose weight and get healthy. It was so cool to see them at the end of the season and how much weight they lost. I remember listening to how they'd say losing weight changed there life and they'd never be the same again.
I've also seen other weight loss shows where people would work towards getting this surgery to remove excess skin and stuff. I remember seeing how excited they were to reach that goal and earn that surgery.
When my mom said she was going to get this surgery done, I was like "Are you serious?!" I looked back at how far my mom has come and how much she's lost and I thought to myself, "She looks like those transformations you see only on TV." I was amazed that she lost that much weight. When she said she lost enough to get the surgery, I wanted to cry. She worked so hard for this. I'm so proud of how she's stuck to her plan and not strayed from the goal to lose.
She is an inspiration to me and to others that it is possible, and that if she can do it, anyone can.
I love her and I can't wait to see the final result of this amazing success that she has earned.... And when she recovers, I will be running my first 10k with her. I never would've thought to do it if it wasn't for her.
I love you, Mom, and I 'm so proud of you.