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I’m going to have a vertical sleeve gastrectomy in Tijuana. No joke. The most difficult tasks are done.
1. I made the decision.
2. Picked a surgeon.
3. Told my husband.
4. Told my Mom.
No one freaked out. Are they “supportive”? Oh, kind of. My friends think I am completely unhinged. Maybe they are right. I’m not too sure what makes someone “fat enough” for surgery. But no one thinks I am “fat enough”. Whatever. I guess their jeans don’t pinch their private areas when they sit down like mine do.
All I know is I am going to ROCK weight loss surgery. If I am going to drag my ass to Mexico, cut out 85% of my stomach, I will do EVERYTHING they tell me to do. I am in charge, taking control and I am going to ROCK the whole process. The end goal is to release my inner skinny bitch.
HoosierFatty 
I know what you mean! I’ve only told 2 friends, and one said “You are SO not even fat enough for weight loss surgery!” Oh yea? Are you able to find clothes in every store you go into? Cause I’m not. And I’m NOT HAPPY with how I feel and look! And my other friends response was “MEXICO!? That CANT be safe!” But as I told her some of my research she has seemed to come around with it. And I’m with you…I can’t wait to release my inner skinny bitch 🙂