The session went fine. The doctor immediately dove into my family history. She was probing for substance abuse, of which there is plenty between my Dad and my first husband.
I haven't touched on it here, but my Dad is not my biological father, but he is still "Dad", and not my Step-dad. My Step-dad, is my Mom's current husband of 25 years; if that makes much sense.
The doctctor was relieved to know that my "Dad" (an alcoholic) was not my bio-dad. She feels strongly about genetic pre-dispostion to substance abuse. After I told her about my Dad, she was not surprised to find my first marriage was to an alcoholic. Needless to say, she was happy I left the maariage when I did.
As she delved deeper and deeper into the beautiful mess that is my life, I think her head started to spin as I told her about the search for my bio-dad and finally meeting his family. We talked for 1 hour and 20 minutes -- all of a sudden, she burst out and said, "My goodness, we're done here. I never talk this long, but it was all so interesting." I got a hoot out of that.
She said I was stable, and obviously had demonstrated a good ability to adjust, and that she viewed me as someone who deals with issues head-on. She couldn't be more right, but I do go through girations getting to the end. She said my report would be more than positive, and that Dr. Naaman should have it next week.
The last question she asked me was, "What do you think your biggest challenge would be?" At first I jokingly responded (to cover up the fear!), "you mean besides giving up carbonted beverages?" Then I said, "Bidding farewell to the fat me, and learning to see and love the thin me." When that time comes, I won't hesitate to return to her for help coping.
So, outside of attending support group meetings and my appointments with Dr. W, I'm just going to have to wait it out. We're going to submit in October, but it will probably be denied. November I enroll on my Husbands insurance, and that will be effective January 1st. I'll already have everything I need to meet their requirements.
On another subject, I am having, problems with mindless snacking. I'm trying to get it in control, as I don't want to gain a ton of weight before the surgery. I ran out of my Glucophage, and I swear, as soon as I stop taking it, I gain 6 lbs! I don't know what it is.
About the pictures below: The one is my highest weight (347 lbs.), the other is my lowest adult weight (242 lbs.). When I got pregant, I was 255 lbs. I currently sit at 290 lbs. -- my weight in the picture with the family. I'm trying desperately not to hit 300 lbs. again. Yes, it's just a number, but it's just not a number I'm willing to accept.
5 things I'm thankful for:
- My Family
- That my Sister is so damn Cool!
- That the Psychotherapy Session is done!
- That my Daughter says, "bye-bye, ove you ma-ma"
- An uneventful Hurricane Season, thus far
At least 1 Success from yesterday:
- I did not have any carbonated beverages
- I drank 64 oz. of water
- Completed the Psychotherapy Session