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YES! And do you face them or show your posterior? Either way, you will end up stepping on toes and inadvertently crush yourself up against the row in front of yours trying not to become intimately involved with the poor strangers who sat between you and the exit. Oh yes! Goodbye to that dreaded squeeze!

Unfortunately, people will always have something dumb to say. I told a friend I was wanting to lose weight. Their advice was to stop eating. Yeah, okay. Then I told a friend I was contemplating WLS. Then I was told that a friend of his sister's friend's uncle's mistress had it and it didn't work. (face palm). At the seminar I just went to, the guy giving testimony said when he started to lose weight, his office began whispering he may have cancer. So, I think there will always be a stupid statement out there. But I agree with the above comment that shutting up that mean little bully in our head will be the sweetest reward. Everybody else may kiss my thinner hindquarters.

Yep. I had a very obese dad who died of colon cancer at age 49. I was 3 months pregnant with my first child. I don't want that to happen again. Also, due to gaining weight and having giant babies, I had a severely bad back. I used to have days when my hubby would set me up with baby bottles on the bottom shelf of the fridge and diapers and wipes on the floor so I could take care of the kids without lifting them or myself. These were not proud days. It ended in 12 years of serious back pain then emergency back surgery after I lost the ability to void. I was a day away from straight cathing for life and 2 away from a wheelchair. I was in pain and missed out on lots of things my kids did due to pain and stubbornness, I'll be darned if I do it again. If I don't act, I'll be back in pain and they may not get their mom back again. I missed out on ME. I want me back. I want to run! I want to live! WLS will help and be the tool to get me back. I truly believe it.

Needn't to my seminar yesterday. Today, we went to an all you can eat pizza place (friend's choice). I got my salad and look at how big it was. Geez, that's a lot of carbs! Then I got pizza. Dang, we really do feel we must fill the plates with food. And I drank fizzy soda while I ate. Half way through I just silently cussed out the seminar. Then I looked around and counted the folks like me. I never really looked at how many overweight people are out there. Being obese, I feel like I'm on an island so much of the time. And the Dr. yesterday said 80% of kids with obese parents will be obese themselves and I was really saddened to look around any more. But I guess my eyes are just opening to reality. Now I really can't wait to change my life! I want to change the outcome for me and for my kids.

I can't wait to not have a rash under my boobs (or find food in my bra when I take it off) I can't wait to stop accidentally bleaching the belly line of my shirts when I clean the kitchen counters Ahh, not holding my breath to put on a shoe. To not have little kids tell me I must be a good cook because I'm fat (actually happened) TMI but to not fear crushing my hubby during 'adult activities' And this is a big one for me: to NOT make fun of myself before someone else can.

Mine are 14 & 15. Both boys. Not only do I want them to keep their weight down in the future but I don't want them to be embarrassed of their mom because of her weight.

I was thinking along the lines of the last few posts. To buy what you need once your plane arrives. Do quick google search of Walmart or Walgreens or gnc near where you are staying. I'm sure you will figure out what will work best for you. Just a little hurdle. You'll do fine, just breathe.

The guy that gave his personal testimony at the seminar I wet to yesterday said the same thing. He said his best friend was food. And that he had second thoughts all the way until they put him under. But now he's found other ways to celebrate and to comfort. In my family, food=love. But I've eaten so much 'love' that I no longer love myself. My best friend is slowly killing me. I e had second thoughts and then realized that we/ society sees this as elective surgery. Yes we choose to have it. But for us it is life saving. Society wouldn't turn their noses up at us if this were a traditional medically necessary surgery. If we needed a transplant or a faulty organ removed, no one would say a thing. But this is just that! It's life saving! There is a thread on here that people have listed what they can't wait to do as a result from this surgery. I encourage you to make a similar list for yourself. Then decide.

I want to sit in a normal camping chair without bending it so much I'm real close to the ground by bedtime I want to participate at amusement parks NOT be the bag holder. I want to run faster than others can walk and not look like I pooped myself. To squat down without grunting or knees crackling To do ONE pull up. To not hide when I eat. To make a clear distinction that love does not equal food And to find new ways to Celebrate life besides with food That's the short list.

It does seem like clothing manufacturers think all plus sized gals are shaped like a little fat box. Boxy shirts with short waists in ugly patterns. I gave up on stores. Started to retreat and shop out of catalogs but those are even uglier in some cases! One place that has trendy and pretty cute clothes in 'extended' sizes is Torrid. It's an off shoot of Hot Topic. And they have really cute unmentionables that are cotton! One trend Ive seen is that The plus sized stores are moving out of the malls and into strip malls. Almost an effort to get us out. Well,'it's my conspiracy theory and one day I will return to the mall and see how it's changed over the years! We'll all get there. We have the drive and desire. One day I hope we can all let out a victory cry as we try on a size long forgotten only to find it is once again OUR size.

The idea of it scares me. Maybe because I'm not sure what it all entails. My fear is I'll go in and cry and say how I grief ate when my dad died and I was 3 months pregnant. How with back pain (non weight related), I was unable to move right and got depressed and viscous cycle and stress and emotions and then "okay, you are crazy! No surgery for you! Get out of my office!" But i know its just insecurity and fear of something I want/ need so badly slipping away. So what is it like REALLY?

I get to find out all the hoops on Saturday. My insurance doesn't pay for bariatrics so I'm self pay. They say I'll have fewer hoops without insurance. we'll see. But I'm pretty sure I'll still do consult, EKG, psych and possibly a nutritionist. But the place I'm going has all these folks on staff and I'm hoping to knock them out in a day. Fingers crossed. Please let us know when your date is after your consult.

That's awesome news! This site has been a wonderful counterbalance to the negative Nancy's "out there" who will tell you how their sister's friend's uncle's fiancé had the same thing done and it didn't help her one bit! Or they just go straight to the 'easy way out' statement. This group has been such a godsend and has kept my drive to actually do this up. When I get down about this small lull in the process or have a discussion that is disheartening, I come here and read all these wonderful posts from some pretty wonderful people.

Kimberlee, so beautifully put. My thoughts exactly. My seminar is Saturday and I can't wait to get going on the whole process. You all are right- when you are ready to get going, you are READY! Hopefully, I won't be far behind you guys.

After researching and wishing for nearly four years, I am finally going to a seminar. Yes, first actual one. Why? I don't like public. I don't feel comfortable outside my home. Yes, being overweight has turned me a bit agoraphobic. My insurance has a clause in it that specifically says NO BARIATRICS!! So that sucks but I am still going through with it. I like the sleeve better than the band for all the same reasons others have mentioned. I am going to just travel a few hours away for my surgery. Just scared of the tests leading up to it all. I don't have any other conditions (besides being too big) so I don't see a problem. I just see it as a hurdle in my way. When I lose weight, what do I want to do the most? Run. And take my kids to an amusement park and do everything with them- not sit on a bench and have them check in from time to time.

I figure that after 2 c-sections, my medical dignity is gone. And I also had an emergency back surgery where my hiney was up in the air. AND they had to flip me into that position after I was out. I still have a pretty story in my head as to what will be seen and I guarantee you that when it's time for my surgery, I'll be waxed shaved and groomed! You know... Just in case.