So today is officially 7 days since my surgery. One week. Every day seemed to pass by slowly, but I can't believe it's already a week. I thought I would never get here! The good part: yes I have already started loosing weight! yay! weigh in at the doc's office manana. Also, no pain when I am just relaxing. I have been off pain meds for several days The bad: I knew what the diet would be like before I went under the knife, but it is so much harder than I thought it would be. I never imagined wishing for crackers and cereal as much as I do now. As you all know, the first week is jello, popsicles, and broth. I cannot wait for the end of week 2! Also, sneezing sucks, lol!

As a promise to myself and who ever is reading, I will share all the good and bad about living with the band and how it has changed my life.

BTW, who am I? 25 yo 5'1" F med student (1 year left!!!) who weighed 227.5 (BMI 43) as of 6/21/12. I have fought with my weight for all of my life just like many here. I feel like I've tried it all. Fad diets. Weight Watchers (which did work while I was honestly doing it). Calorie Counting. It's just when I am not honestly putting all my energy into dieting, I gain it all back. I don't have any medical problems. I have seen what obesity can do to a person from the medical, familial, and personal stand point and I didn't want to find myself 15 years from now in a hole I can't get myself out of medically. I want to enjoy being young. Wear a swimsuit on the beach without being embarrassed. When I have kids, I want to be able to run around with them and not be worn out. When I see my patients and tell them about healthy eating and lifestyles, I don't want them to think, "yeah, like she knows!" I know I will always have a battle with my weight, but won't it be nice to fight while I'm a healthy weight because I took a leap of faith that this surgery would be the right choice for me? Yup, it will be nice.