To make a long story short, for days I had been telling myself that I would begin yet another diet on September 1, and that this time I wouldn't stop until I reached goal. By day 2, I had already messed up. Day 3, I messed up again. Day 4, I knew in my heart that I would never get to my goal weight. Something had to give.

My first idea was to get my jaw wired shut for 12 weeks so that I could do a liquid diet. I was literally picking out plane tickets, but something started to worry me: If I were successful after the jaw wiring... how would I maintain my weight loss? How would I be sure that I wouldn't put the weight back on? After all, I've lost and regained 20 lbs at least 4 times this year alone since the birth of my son.

Then I started to think that the lap band would be perfect for me. I mentioned it to my sister and she talked me out of it, using the same arguments I used with her 2 years ago when she was considering it! LOL. It's funny, I had forgotten all about those things!

My sister said if I wanted to go the WLS route, I should do the sleeve. So that's why I'm here.

I want to get this done right away. I don't know if my insurance covers it, but I doubt it. Even if it did, they would never approve me because I don't have a documented history of obesity. In 2008 I was in the 140s. In 2009 I was in the 150s. Didn't get back to the 180s until I became pregnant. Yet, the only reason why my weight was lower in those years was because I was on diet pills and constantly dieting. My highest weight ever was around 215 lbs in 2004. Basically, I'm tired. I lost my 20s to this battle, and I don't want to spend my 30s fighting this. I can't succeed on my own. I know that now.