I ask a lot of questions.

I am: daughter, love, beautiful, wrecked, learner, friend, counselor, and most recently I am a post-op gastric sleeve patient. My life is pretty amazing, do not get me wrong, I have bad days too. The good days out way the bad. June 5, 2015 was the day that my new life began. I had Vertical Sleeve Gastrectomy (vsg) in Tustin, California. My mom and a dear friend, Shelly, were able to be at the surgery center with me {so blessed that Shell took a vacation day to support me and mom}. That day was about 18 months in the making. My cousin, Lauren, nominated me for a Humanitarian Award, through The National Obesity Foundation. The NOF had some office turnover, they are almost completely ran by volunteers, and my initial paperwork was lost. I can be assertive, but almost always for good. I called the NOF and after a few phone calls, I resubmitted my paperwork...and 6 months later I won the award and was boarding a plane to California. Mom was able to take off work and be my sid