I literally have 8 days until my skin removal surgery.
One week tomorrow and I will be leaving the effects of my old, binge-food life behind.
And how do I feel? Beyond excited.
Just like I was when I finally won the 2kg toblerone after three consecutive years of failing.
Obviously I’ve done my research, and I know how much pain I am likely going to be in after having a belt lipectomy and brachioplasty. It’s a difficult decision to make – having surgery.
I know a lot of people just choose to keep the excess skin, but I’m a strong believer that you then fail to see what you’ve truly achieved when you look at your body.
I’m 21 years old, I’m 5ft7, and I’m 72kg. My BMI is healthy, But my body looks far from it. I shouldn’t look like this at a healthy weight. My wrinkles shouldn’t have their own wrinkles, and my belly button certainly shouldn’t look this sad.
Now I’m not very toned, that was never my aim. My excess skin isn’t as empty as some one hiding a six pack underneath theirs, but I’m happy with what I have achieved.
I have lost seven stone. I have pretty much reversed my diabetes (it’s not medically official yet, but I really have).
I’m so unbelievably happy with how far I’ve come. I was embarrassed, upset, and appalled at the way I was. It was horrible worrying about how heavy I was breathing when walking up the road with a friend. I was exhausted at the simplest of tasks.
Now, all I have to complain about is my arthritic joints and my constant lower back pain.
I’ll take it.
Again, super excited for 8 days time.
There’s that excitement for the toblerone again!
If you’re reading this, and you’re struggling at all, just know that you got this. It’s a slow process, but every week when you step on the scales and see even a tiny difference you’ve done something huge. You’ve achieved something great and you can keep going.
Happy health everyone.