What a Day….

I have been working eight and a half hour weeks the last couple of weeks because I have had to take time off from work to go to the temple last week with my grandmother, and then I had to leave work Monday to take Mark to the doctor; tomorrow I have to leave early because I have an appointment with my Dr, Larsen for my left shoulder it is flared up again and it is killing me. I am so tired I am barely getting my behind out of bed in time to get ready for work and run out the door; the mornings after I have gone to the gym are even worse, but it is worth it because I feel better after I have gone and worked out. I just feel like a walking zombie; but I am sure that things will get better I just have to be patient and let things come in there time.

Well today at work I had this lady come up to me at lunch time and say to me; “Wow Ronda you are starting to look good, but not as good as Laureen” I looked at her and said as nicely as possible “I don’t know how we have lost the same amount of weight, and its only been eight weeks since I had surgery and she had surgery six months ago.” She acted as though she didn’t believe me; I just sat there thinking that I had felt like I was starting to look good before I had surgery, but maybe I didn’t. Granted Laureen was smaller than me when she had surgery; but that shouldn't make much of a differance.

Well then after work to night a lady at work named Marie; she is this sweet like Hispanic sister cam over to me and told me that I was always beautiful, and that now I am turning into a sexy lady and she is very happy for me. It makes me feel really good about my self when people pay me compliments. I don’t expect them but it is nice to hear that people are noticing the changes in you.

I went through my closet and through out a whole bunch of clothes; I used to wear big baggy shirts and to tell you that I really didn’t care what I looked like. I did every thing to hide myself from the world; I didn’t want any one to really see me, but now that I have lost weight I want people to see me. It seems weird to me but I like to look nice; I feel good about my self and that is a feeling that I am not used to feeling. I like the changes that I am under going there are great and I know that they are only going to get better.

I am glad that I made the decision to have this surgery; there are times that I wish I wouldn’t have but I would never go back and not do it. This was the best thing that I could have done for myself and I am glad that I did; it feels really good to be down almost a hundred pounds. I thank god every day that I had a family that supported my choice and a husband that loves me, and the fact that I had the best surgeon in the Midwest. I couldn’t have asked for it to be any better.

I want to thank all of you who read my blog every day (few that you are) for the love and support that all of you give me. It has helped keep me strong and going; I do have days when I want to through in the rag and call it quits but being healthy and living a long life is more important to me than eating a piece of pizza (Mmmm I loved pizza). I am going to succeed and in a year from now I am going to be skinny and no one is going to recognize me. Thank you all again I love you all you are the best!