My Husband And my Son
When I (and my party of people) were riding around TJ with Junior he asked if he thought the surgery would change us. I responded, no, I didn't think I would change much. Boy was I wrong. The change had already begun. Before going to Mexico I told my husband I wanted to go to Tijuana and have gastric sleeve surgery. He went through the roof! He told me there was no way I was doing this. He didn't talk to me for a while. Then later I told him I was going with or without him. Again, he got mad. But eventually cam around and told me he couldn't let me go to Mexico by myself and he would go. First big change, I was doing something very scary for me! Shortly after arriving in TJ I was whisked away by Junior to go across town to a little clinic to have an e-ray. The moment I looked Junior in the eye I fell in love with him. Yes, I am happily married, but I loved him on the spot. We talked to each other like we had known one another all our lives, we laughed, we got a froyo. The froyo got us in big trouble! Later, we stayed at the Marriott. Truly a 4 star hotel. The staff was so accommodating, kind, funny. Just the hotel itself, was a gift. Then the surgery, I don't remember much about this. Thanks to the yummy liquid dope they gave me.. I remember being rolled into the operating room, there was a handsome Mexican sitting on a stool, the lights were very, very bright. There was Hispanic music playing loudly.... I woke up in a recovery room. I was okay. No complications. A couple of days later Junior took my group shopping and for a tour of the city and to the beach. Thank you so much, Junior for showing me where you lived, introducing me to your uncle and your lovely nieces. Then to the beach. Thank you for this. I loved you telling me the story about the border wall, no man's land, the gate and families eating together in no man's land. This event, you, the wall changed me. Have I changed? Oh God, yes! I have changed in so many ways and welcome the changes to come. I am sassier, if that could be possible. I am kinder, I smile from my heart. I am a truer me. I am a social worker and I am better at my job. My children and families who I work for are changing with me. We all are becoming a better version of ourselves. I now think about me. Protein, protein, protein, and lots of vitamins. I am beginning to love parts of my body. I like the way my neck and shoulders look. I wear only lace panties, now. I know, TMI. Erica says I'm a hussy! but with love. I dyed my hair really blonde and I love it! I fell in love with Mexico and plan on moving there in the next few years. I want to live in the Baja. My husband, Mateo, has other ideas on where to live, but again, he says he won't let me live alone in the Baja. Guess we will be there. My country has lost some of the values I found in Mexico- kindness, pure joy, respect for others. Many of the people in Mexico are poor but happy. Here we think we need $ to be happy. I want to live the Mexico way. So yes, I HAVE CHANGED! And look forward to more amazing changes. So if any of you have fears about the surgery, the trip, the outcome, embrace your fears and move right on through it. If you have the pleasure of meeting Junior, please give him a kiss on the cheek from me. You changed me, mi amigo.
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