Gastric By-pass 4/4/05
Someone asked if I was jealous of folks who get one of the various by-pass weight loss surgeries, WLSs. They have a much faster rate of weight loss than those of us who get the band. This is how I responded to that question.
I think some level of envy/jealousy is normal. We see someone get what we want, and so we pout or throw a hissy fit at some level. Sometimes we pout in public, sometimes we pout in private. How we deal with this envy/jealousy reflects our level of maturity. (I'm firmly convinced that my mother is a three-year-old in the body of a 70 year old.)
How do I deal with it? I first acknowledge the feelings. On their own, feelings and emotions are neither good nor bad, they just are, and they need to be recognized for what they are. After you acknowledge them, you have to decide whether you want to be the bigger person (pun intended) or not. I show compassion to those who've chosen the by-pass because they have chosen a much more dangerous and arduous journey than I.
The band is completely different than the different by-pass WLS. Your weight will definitely be slower, and I have to think this is a good thing. It will give your skin a better chance of shrinking, but probably most important for me, it gives your head a chance to catch up with your weight-loss. It will give you a better opportunity to deal with all the various issues that have conspired to make you fat, keep you fat. Or, keep me fat, as the case is. I don't believe the by-pass patients have that opportunity we do.
I have a very strained relationship with most of my sibs as well. Probably an offshoot of being raised by wolves. My younger sister is very mad at me because all our adult lives I've always been mistaken for the younger sister. With a 5 year difference, this just chaffs her something terribly. I have to admit that I am THRILLED that I look younger than her, but I never throw it up in her face. I'm sad that I don't have the kind of relationship with her that I do with our oldest sister. However, I didn't even invite my younger brother to my wedding because I didn't want to deal with him stealing my wedding gifts. Very sad, but he grew up to be a wolf too. (No offence intended to true four-legged wolves intended.)
Hope this helps, or at least gives you something else to chew on.
Someone asked if I was jealous of folks who get one of the various by-pass weight loss surgeries, WLSs. They have a much faster rate of weight loss than those of us who get the band. This is how I responded to that question.
I think some level of envy/jealousy is normal. We see someone get what we want, and so we pout or throw a hissy fit at some level. Sometimes we pout in public, sometimes we pout in private. How we deal with this envy/jealousy reflects our level of maturity. (I'm firmly convinced that my mother is a three-year-old in the body of a 70 year old.)
How do I deal with it? I first acknowledge the feelings. On their own, feelings and emotions are neither good nor bad, they just are, and they need to be recognized for what they are. After you acknowledge them, you have to decide whether you want to be the bigger person (pun intended) or not. I show compassion to those who've chosen the by-pass because they have chosen a much more dangerous and arduous journey than I.
The band is completely different than the different by-pass WLS. Your weight will definitely be slower, and I have to think this is a good thing. It will give your skin a better chance of shrinking, but probably most important for me, it gives your head a chance to catch up with your weight-loss. It will give you a better opportunity to deal with all the various issues that have conspired to make you fat, keep you fat. Or, keep me fat, as the case is. I don't believe the by-pass patients have that opportunity we do.
I have a very strained relationship with most of my sibs as well. Probably an offshoot of being raised by wolves. My younger sister is very mad at me because all our adult lives I've always been mistaken for the younger sister. With a 5 year difference, this just chaffs her something terribly. I have to admit that I am THRILLED that I look younger than her, but I never throw it up in her face. I'm sad that I don't have the kind of relationship with her that I do with our oldest sister. However, I didn't even invite my younger brother to my wedding because I didn't want to deal with him stealing my wedding gifts. Very sad, but he grew up to be a wolf too. (No offence intended to true four-legged wolves intended.)
Hope this helps, or at least gives you something else to chew on.
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