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One year already?!

Can you even believe it?! I cannot. June 5th was officially one year since I underwent VGS (vertical sleeve gastrectomy). It was surely life changing. By now I hope that you all understand the HUGE MASSIVE GIANT role that you played in my surgery.
I am forever thankful. This post is going to list some things that have changed since surgery, some of which you may not understand, if you have never been over weight... and a lot of photos.

1. My highest documented weight was 364lbs, I currently weigh 250lbs.
2. I wore a 4x or 26/28 prior to surgery, I currently wear 1x, xl (which are NOT the same) and 14/16/18 pants... brands y'all.
3. My ring size went from a 10 to a 7.
4. Bra band size went from 46 to 38/40.
5. I am rocking a 2 piece at the pool!
6. My feet are smaller, maybe 1/2 size.
7. I have collar bones! (Say what)
8. I can easily shave my whole leg.
9. I have the ability to paint my  own toes and not pass out.
10. I can go into almost any "normal size" store and find clothes.
11. I can easily bend down in my car and pick up something out the floorboard and not lose my breath.
12. When my nephew Owen hugs me he says, "hey aunt Sara, you are shrinking." (Happy tears)
13. I can purchase bracelets without the fear that they will not fit over my hands.
14. Somehow in the mix I gained a booty.
15. I can comfortably wear a seatbelt.
16. I don't fret getting on a scale, even though I am still considered obese, I feel freaking amazing.
17. I am able to serve (which was a goal) more hours at a time and not feel exhausted.







I know there are more, but these are the ones that stick out.
Now, for the nosey's, I do have health issues that are not at all weight related: hypothyroidism, narcolepsy (idiopathic hypersomnia), iron deficency, and a few others... these will never changed based on my weight.

With that being said. I am so grateful for this life. I am thankful at how the Lord provides, however this timing in which he provides is not my favorite part.

To anyone who is considering weight-loss surgery know this: it is not the easy way out, it is simply a tool. The first six months weight came off fairly easily, but since then I am the one who puts in the work. I am the one who meal plans. I am the one who attends the gym. I am the one who tells myself no.

Much Love!
Sara


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