I can't stomach the thought of regaining the 30 pounds I lost, plus 4 more to get to that magic BMI of 40. I can't gain the weight FOR REAL, on purpose. I just can't. I can't go back to that place. I'd have to stop working out all together and no telling how many cupcakes and brownies I'd have to shove in my face.
But here's what I could do: I could wear my skin tight workout pants under my jeans. Put the ankle weights in the tummy part of the tights, so the weights don't fall out. Then pull my jeans over the workout pants. Then wear my thin fleece shirt looking jacket with inner pockets filled with weights. The office has never once asked me to take off any single article of clothing or to remove anything from my pockets.
I'd have to "redo" the six month diet. I could just "lose" an ankle weight every month.
My husband will not hear of getting surgery done in Mexico.
As for getting it done here.....He just finished a graduate degree so we just aren't in the financial position right now to finance it ourselves. According to him anyway. I think we can afford it. But that's another post. I'm tired of arguing with him.
So am I crazy? Am I losing my mind? I still have the one appeal that my primary doc submitted to the insurance company....no idea when I'll hear the outcome....it was submitted 1/17/11. I'm still going to submit my own letter but in the meantime I'm concocting backup plans. What do you think of this one?