As usual I just from the Viscountess:
http://gazouillages.over-blog.com/
For my part, my body and I have lived long disagreed.
Since the age of 23 when, during my first pregnancy, it took 10 kg which were installed and have been increasing for many years I did everything to avoid it, ignore it , hide
So this poor body, I darned mistreated. Hidden under loose clothing, packed in jeans too small, wearing long pants eat despite the hot, exposed to cold winters because of the jackets that not close, in short, a strange existence.
Until the day he rebelled and decided, one evening in January 2001, let me go. I had great fear that day and did shiver all night. He took pity and gave me a reprieve.
But revenge was there, he began to grow even more, to swell, to deform, so much so that at the beginning of 2007, he weighed 154kg.
So we made a compromise: he lost weight and finally I learned to love it.
To do this he had to use an operation called the "sleeve, gastrectomy," which is Cutting and pull the 2 / 3 of the stomach.
After this mutilation, the ultimate suffering, he started to lose weight. After a spectacular start (15kg in 4 months) has slowed the pace but he continued his effort after 2 years since he lost 34kg.
So today I'm proud of him, I encourage, I congratulate him, and finally I love because I know that one day he will give me the happiness to return to the standards and to melt into the crowd, even if it takes another few years. Do not forget to visit Titebelette: http://bricolesetcie07.canalblog.com/
She certainly lots of things to say about her body.
