My first consultation

So I went to my first consultation with the bariatric doctor for my upcoming weight-loss surgery. I am told that I am a good candidate for the surgery. She asked me a few questions about how long I have been over-weight and if I have ever tried to lose weight on my own. Well I told her, I have been fat most of my life. About 25 years and i'm only 30. And that I have been on a giant rollercoaster of diets. I am at the point where I feel that this weight will never come off unless I seek medical attention. My "weight problem" has become more than a problem. It has really messed my whole life up. I was asked what my goal weight was and I responded 200 lbs, well actually 199 just to say I am in the 100's. I told her I never plan to be a skinny girl. I just want to be half my size. She was pleasantly surprised at my answer and told me that it was a very reasonable goal. Then she asked me another question which was hard to answer. She asked me if my family was happy and supportive about my decision and I told her yes and no. My dad said the surgery would not work for me and how I would gain the weight back or not lose it at all and how I would fail. That shocked her, but I told her how she doesn't know what it is to be in a traditional Mexican family. Parents always down their children. It's really sad. I do that sometimes with Allen and I hate being so negative. Allen is probably worried that if I lose weight, I might leave him, but I never will. He is my husband. And as far as other people, well I haven't told everybody and I know that my "friends" will not care or maybe jealous, except for my true best friend. Well enough of this I will blog soon... probably around my next appointment which will be soon in a few weeks. See ya until then.