I was sleeved on June 20, it's still hard to believe all that anticipation and I am now 8 days out. I believe I have felt every possible good, bad or indifferent feeling there is. I do hold onto "it gets better", but I cry daily. I'm going back to work Monday, praying I can hold it together, I have an amazing husband whom was sleeved on the 13th of June, who has been holding things together. I have 5 amazing kids and a great family, but this by far is my most difficult challange in life. I suffer from mdd and I have not got back into my medicine regiment, scared that I have withdrawn so much why bother. I say all this just to say something, cause its a hard journey. I hope to look back in a few weeks and say, wow I've come so far, I have so far to go and I wish everyone the best in their journey!