DATE: 5:25:00 PM
I don’t talk about weighty issues much, however…
Within the last two weeks I have run into two acquaintances I haven’t seen in years. Both these ladies have opted to have Gastric Bypass Surgery.
On the one hand, I was happy to see them slim and healthy, but on the other hand, I was (dare I admit it?) envious and a little intimidated. I felt like a hippo standing beside my friend’s petit size 4 frames.
My thoughts and emotions have run the gamut from, "oh, they took the easy way out," to "I wish I could go under the knife."
I’m not quite heavy or unhealthy enough to warrant my HMO approving the surgery.
I toy with the idea of gaining an additional 50 or 60 pounds to qualify, perhaps develop diabetes or high blood pressure.
Or perhaps, taking out a second mortgage on the house and having the surgery done privately.
Overall, I am a pretty healthy person; I just have the metabolism of a snail. I hate to exercise and never have achieved an endorphin rush when I did exercise regularly.
I know I will come back around to being happy where I’m at - healthy and curvaceous - that is until I run into another friend who had the surgery. I know I could loose 50 or 60 pounds; looks like I’ll have to do it the old fashion way.