Certain foods no longer agree with me. If I eat French fries, I might feel sick to my stomach.

I have willpower and determination. I am very resilient, like rock.

I only ate a spoonful of my wedding cake. And I was satisfied. I tasted it, it's genius, goddamnit I want more, but I'm not going to have it.

I still love the way food tastes and smells. But now I am making conscious decisions.

I'm really anxious to have my boobs lifted and my tummy tucked. When those things are done, I'm scared of what I'm gonna be like, because I already love sex. I'll be totally uninhibited.

Sex is always been beautiful between us, but there's still that little part of me that wonders if he is looking at this jiggle.

The surgery will always be a huge part of my life. I'm going to need to help people with weight problems for the rest of my life so that I can maintain my weight.