Met With My Therapist Today...

My weekly visit went rather well.  It had been 2 weeks since i have been in to see my therpaist.  He had to take friday the 14th off due to a work conference.  Seems like I had so much to talk about, and almost felt a bit silent.  Funny how that works.  I am never at a loss for words, nor do I ever sit on my tongue.  I must be feeling a bit under the weather.  We discussed changing some of my current behaviors to incorporate them into my new life.  He doesnt want me to wear all black ensembles any longer.  Black is the obvious choice for many reasons.  For one, its very slimming, and I feel a sense of security.  I do realize how crazy it sounds, but I am willing to work on these changes.  Today for example he noticed me walking from my vehicle to his office in a sweater, which was dark navy blue, black pants, and a hat.  He said that people actually are looking at me because of my attire on an 80 degree day, & not the fact that I am obese.   He told me that this outfit worked in winter, but not on a humid spring day. 

I did tell him that I would look forward to that one per week that I would not wear anything black, under his advisement.  OMG.  What day will it be?  I am sure it will be a spur of the moment thing.  I was thinking that I would do it on the day of my appointment with him, so he would at least know that I am making the effort of change.  Won't he be suprised when I see him next time.  Let the comments roll.  Also I am prone to wearing hats of many a style.  I am not sure why I do it exactly, however I am leaning to the security thing.  I need to find a hat that is more airy and breezy for the weather.  I will work on that ASAP.  We discussed the Psychological Evaluation that he sent to the Bariatric Coordinator with some positive accolades that he presented about my progress in this journey.  I need to recognize those achievements as well, regardless of how small I feel they are.  I am now truly believing that  I will definately be ready when its my day in the operating room.  I now live for lightbulb moments.