OMG, more weight has fallen off me like I’m a melting snowman or something. For the first time in at least two years, when I stepped on my bathroom scale I didn’t have to do the math: “Hmm…Okay, when it passes the zero, that’s 260…so add what the scale says to 260…” Okay, so the scale says I weigh 257 lbs as of this morning. That’s still a significant loss since my banding.

Call me vain, but I’m most concerned about my clothes. I’m still swollen enough to need my “fat clothes” yet they hang off me like a clown suit anywhere but up front. Perhaps I’d better take a bit more time choosing my outfit today, since I have a visit with Dr. Baptista and a weigh-in.

I’d love to wear a certain suit I’ve not put on my body in two years, but I’m scared of being disappointed and humiliated again. Last time I tried to don this beloved denim suit, I couldn’t slide the pants past my thunder thighs, and the duster couldn’t get around the granny flab in my upper arms. Can we say "humiliation?" Yeah, I know. We all can.

(sigh) Maybe I’d better resign myself to a personal fashion show with three piles: 1) Too big, 2) Too Small, and 3) What do you mean it fits?

What a delightful read! I happened upon your blog and was pulled in. I am 4 weeks out from banding. Just yesterday I also experienced that magical "I can't believe it fits" moment with a favorite shirt I haven't worn in since 2002.

From reading about you on your home page you mention you are tall, like myself. If your lovely clothes are going to be needing a good temporary home, where they will be apprecaited and loved, perhaps you would consider mine?

I saw you live in Florida but you didn't mention where. If you are located on the Emerald Coast perhaps I could do a new portrait of you in exchange? Continued success on your road to health.

-Fran

It's great you are doing so well!!! Congratulations!!

I say go for it...just try on that suit. You might surprise yourself!