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Oh, I've had a consult with the dr, labs and sleep study. Tuesday is psych, physio and nut. Pretty sure since I cried and vented to the psych receptionist when she called to say a consul with him is $350 per hour. I told her I know they expect payment in full but for me to retain some of my sanity, they need to let me write a check for Friday. Was hoping they would bill my ins and I would just do copay. She had to check so we'll see. Now since I fell apart to her of all people, I have a feeling I'll be buying the psych a summer home. I need a break from someone affiliated with the office calling with disheartening news. Every since that stupid panic attack and no one would help me through it, I've been so down and almost ready to quit. It was reinforced after learning I need to do another one. I'm talking in circles. Time for bed I think

Thank you all for your responses. My insurance doesn't cover anything related to weight loss at all. They found I have sleep apnea after a panic attack inducing first test so now I need to go back for a second one. Then all the extras (labs, psych, sleep study) look like my ins won't cover them because they are all ordered due to obesity. It's not the insurance company I'm fighting with- its how everything is coded. My cost seems to be going up every day. Let's punish the fat girl some more! What's next? This is all blind faith on my part while the surgeon keeps throwing obstacles in my way. if I had a tentative date I may have a little hope. But there's just a giant to-do list.

I needed to find this thread. I'm in the same boat. I just posted similar frustrations. I feel like this is a cruel hazing to see how much the fat girl can take before she breaks. I've waddled through every hoop thrown in front of me and still feel at the beginning. I still don't have a tentative date. Did sleep study (which triggered a panic attack), lab work. Today found out I need another sleep study for cpap. Insurance may not pay for the extra things that I would pay for normal people because my billing has a big OBESE word stamped on it. Also found out today psych eval not covered because it is connected to obesity. I feel punished because I'm fat. Is all this just to thin the heard? Has anyone jumped through all the hoops to have a surgeon say we changed our mind and you don't get your brass ring? I hate we are in the same boat but it is nice to know we are not so alone.

It didn't even matter what I did. There is a rider in my insurance that says no bariatric surgery will be covered at all! So, we cash in a retirement fund and hope ins covers lab work, psych consult, things that can be attributed to other medical needs and go from there!

This thread is my guilty pleasure. I'm terrible, I know. But honestly, I secretly hope others whisper the same stuff about me someday very soon!

Look into diatomaceous earth. It is completely safe (get food grade from a farm & garden supply). We are in Oklahoma and have used it to kill the terrible flea problem we have this year. We can use it eight on the pets -even eat it (but really why). I think I remember it saying you can use it for bed bugs as well. something to look into.

Well, now I don't know what to do. Talked to my patient advocate and she said a second study may be ordered. I said at this moment I say absolutely no. There has got to be an alternative to this. Then my husband says I may have talked myself out of being a patient. No! This is my last hope! I will not spend any more time than necessary in this body! And I was crying so hard on the way home, I peed myself and didn't know until I got home a few minutes ago. I'm terrified I'll be dropped because of a panic attack over a stupid sleep study. I told my husband I didnt have much support before from others now he can join them. I don't need his support either. Screw everybody. Done with this crap. If I were thin and wanted new boobs, I have them. But I'm fat and the places designed to help us make us jump through hoops to just see what the fat kids will do. What's next? Eating worms? Getting pudding cups thrown at us? Whispers down the hallway? I've had it. As soon as I had hope, it for taken away by a stupid sleep thing!

This was last resort. I tried to plead with them and see what my options were. They spoke softly but only threats. 'well, if you don't leave that in your nose then you will have to wear a cpap' 'the surgery may not happen if you don't sleep' 'you can leave but your doctor will just order another one' 'people dont normally freak out until they have the mask put on' no comfort. Not a bit of trying to help me through. They unplugged me for a bit. I said to get the whole thing on paper. But now I am lying here wide awake with this crap still on me because the insurance company needs 6 hours of data. I'd like to go pee and get dressed and get the hell out of here. I've got fasting blood work in an hour and would like to drink a ton of water to get hydrated and maybe rest in the car before my 2 hour drive home. And I wasn't just texting. I talked to a real person here without anyone listening. Talked to a friend on the phone without them listening. Last resort was this. I just needed to have hope that someone somewhere listened and cared.

The anxiety here with give me a stroke! I'm panicked. What is this supposed to prove? What if there is crap to make a determination about? I will not do this again. It is too panic inducing. WhSt then? No surgery because I can't stand wires and freak out? This is stupid. It's a why bother moment. No one can help mle. There is really no other way!

"I have a husband (no girlfriend like you--I'm a monogamous gay, not bi) who loves me no matter what I look like, so I'm not so concerned where I fit in." Ha! I'm just greedy, that's all! I think you found where you fit in.. Right in hubby's arms! Oh and I'm sappy too! But it's true!

Guess I'm just half gay (I'm bi with a hubby and a gf) and have support from them both tho they say I'm beautiful just as I am. I was curious about the bears as well. I would hope you all wouldnt be shunned just because you lost weight. Thought as long as you are bears at heart... But then again, in my circle, I am a BBW. I know some will shy away once I have my surgery or after it becomes known that I had it done. Their loss but it will hurt just the same. I have seen some fuzzy bears who are not fat but are more beefy and muscular. Perhaps that can be you guys??! Once a bear always a bear?

I'm Tracy from Oklahoma. I've been married for 17 years. I have a son who's 15 and a son who's almost 14. They are exactly 15 months apart and are growing into incredible young men. My family used to own a pool hall and i earned my stripes moving from waitress to bartender to manager. We sold the business after my dad passed away from a seven year battle with colon cancer. My favorite job (before my current one) was being a lifeguard and swim instructor in college. I am adopted. I found my birth parents and actually have a relationship with them. It's a bit odd, but it's my life. I love who I am so much, it is now my career of choice. I am an adoption case worker. I work with the birthmothers all the way up to birth then to court to sign papers. I say my job is really more of a professional hand holder and strong shoulder. My heart breaks and leaps with joy usually within minutes apart. It's tough but it's all worth it when I get to look in that baby's sweet face and tell him or her 'welcome to the club' So, that's me with or without the extra padding.

I would guess a foley would be used so a) you don't pee during surgery and you don't have to get up for a little while after surgery. If they use one, you'll probably be out when they insert it so no biggie. And havin one removed isn't bad at all. Just an odd sensation.

I am currently waiting to get a surgery date, but I'd ask about the longer your band is out, do your odds shift more in your favor. My insurance does not cover my surgery as well, but there is a supplemental insurance offered for bariatric surgeries. It's called BLIS. For around $1500 they offer leak ins. Not sure if it is just an Oklahoma thing or nationwide. But if you decide to have the surgery, you may want to see if BLIS is offered where you are.

I am in the same boat with you. You are right, each step seems to break us down a little more. But perhaps this is like military boot camp. We need to be broken down in order to be remade in a better way. I now have Lee Ermey screaming in my head "you will eat, sleep, #^%, @*&$%, WLS! Do you hear me private?!" Sir Yes SIr! I swear just the seminar ruined me on the majority of food out there. If it's not protein or a good veggie, I feel bad and a bit guilty when I eat it . Oh well, I'm ready to feel good about my food- and soon, about me. And Planet Fitness is a pretty good place. They pride themselves on being a place where normal people workout.

My kids swear he's a Vulcan. They say it's obvious with his very dry/ lack of humor and that he doesn't smile much. They also said his ears have a bit of a point. Ha! But as for the topic of this post- I am glad he did a show for those of us with more than 15 pounds to lose. I'm not a fan of his because he seems to promote fads most of the time. Also, if we followed every weight loss tip he had, we would be taking thousands of $ in supplements a month and possibly even contradicting ourselves on a daily basis and maybe doing more harm than good.

What a wonderful post! I don't have a surgery date but am hoping to be done by Thanksgiving (1st one I won't be gorging myself). I actually saw a deal on Groupon for housecleaning and was tempted to buy it and redeem it on my surgery date so I come home to an immaculate home. But, I'd have to clean before she came anyways so I think I nixed that idea. My boys are old enough to help their dad cook and maybe he'll teach them to grill or something during my recovery time. Or maybe theyll teach him something (that I taught the boys) I haven't really thought about stockpiling necessities yet. I like the idea of getting lots of samples. That should also keep boredom away. I've asked my mom (who lives literally around the corner) to stay the night with my boys while my hubby takes me to surgery (2 hrs away). Also, she'll transport them to and from school. I guess it seems still a bit unreal to me still. This thread has given me a bunch to think about.

Maybe you should capitalize your screen name with a big O! Rock on!

Hurting a lot and listening to my knees sounding like rice krispies every time I sat down. That and going to the drive in movies and feeling the camping chair slowly bend closer to the ground until it wouldn't close up any more. We wanted to go to Six Flags before school starts but I got so depressed thinking about walking, riding and just sitting while everyone had fun, we decided to cancel. And that depressed me even more. We cancelled a mini vacation because of my weight. Been toying with the idea of WLS, but I just got sick and tired of being sick and tired, you know?

You may be able to take a few excedrin for your headache. It contains a small amount of caffeine in it so it would act a bit like a nicotine patch. And when the headache goes away, then dont take the excedrin and switch to Tylenol. Or you can tough it out until the withdrawal stops. But I'm sure you can do it however way you choose to tackle it.

Be heard many times we are thin people on the inside. Heck,'when I dream, I'm not the size I am. I'm really the size I was 19 years ago. So my question is this... After WLS, do we become a fat person in a thin body? We will always carry the scars and experiences. I even heard a friend say of another who had just had WLS, that she still thought like a fat person. So... What do you think?

The comments that sting the most are things I heard my mom say about other people while I was growing up (and out). She once pointed out a woman and said she had a shelf butt and you could carry several drinks on her butt without them spilling. My fat father always told me when my "@$$ was getting big". They openly judged and showed their disgust and now I do find myself shying away from mainly eating in public because I know it wasn't just my parents who thought that. Somewhere in the store/ restaurant/ gas station etc, there is someone judging me. It's also elicited a survival response from me. I make fun of myself before someone else can. I can't wait to never say "I'm in shape, round is a shape"