To counter some of the things I was worried about in the last post, here are some things I’m NOT worried about.
Scars – I have so many scars being raised a farmer’s daughter, I really don’t care about scars. I like battle scars to be honest. I doubt any of the laproscopic holes are going to cause me any sort of worry at all.
Food – If I can get through the first month, I am going to be fine. There are a lot of good foods that I really enjoy that I’m going to be able to eat regularly (cheese being #1). I love eggs, I love meat, I love chocolate flavored things like the protein shakes, I loved sweet potatoes. I am really not concerned about food that much. If there are any concerns regarding food it would be not being able to eat as much bread and having to eat more veggies. But I’m going to be inventive with it. There are bariatric protein breads out there, and I betcha I can make my own protein bread with my protein powder and I love cheese in my bread for protein. There are also sugar-free chocolates that taste just as good as normal chocolates. The key is portion control, eating smart, and getting all the nutrients I need.
Perfect body – I’m really not all that concerned about having the perfect body. I don’t intend to wear a bikini or anything like that. If that happens, great. But I’m mostly concerned about being strong and healthy to take care of my dad. He’s one of the main reasons I had this surgery, and I want to be able to take care of everything that needs taken care of when he’s not able to anymore. That includes chopping -all- the wood, and all his other things he does during the day while I’m at work.
I also know that my sweetheart loves me just the way I am now, and he’ll love me just as much later. I do have guys hit on me now, so I know I’m capable of at least being somewhat cute now and I imagine I will still be cute later. I don’t want to attract the kind of guys that are looking for the perfect body, I really don’t. Heck I don’t want to date a guy that has the perfect body either, because then I’d have to deal with not only his conceited feelings, but feeling like competition for every girl that wants to go after him because he’s that way.
My sweetheart is all I’ve ever wanted, and there is no one that lights a candle to him. He is perfect for me, and I find every bit of him attractive and exactly what I want. That’s what love is, and that’s why I’m not worried about being a super model. I will fix a few things that need fixing, but I’m not worried about trying to be perfect.