The whole notion of eating while doing something else can lull me into a state of unconscious habits. These old habits, which are very familiar rise up and find no prohibitions from the plate to my mouth until that food hits the band. Shame, fear, frustration ,pain, loss of power. Here's the visual, walking around hands and arms in the air above my head as I try to stretch my food canal (behind closed doors), inhaling and exhailing trying to move the lump, getting relief on the inhale and feeling the pressure of it on the exhale, nose running, eyes watering, mouth open, looking at the toilet bowl for relief, vowing that "I will not hurl!", praying I have the courage to hurl and then without any power over it the food passes. That'll happen twice a month if I am eating and driving or at a desk and "tasking". I learn from each time. That old comfort I got from "stuffing" myself is not available anymore. It just ain't, except with soft dough cookies and hot coffee and there's another price to pay for that...poundage! If my habits were easy to change, I wouldn't be banded, but like the rest of you all at least I found the good sense and courage to make this step. The others will follow. Banded in 2006 , down 43 pounds, adjusted twice.