TexasLady,
I was banded by Dr. Spiegel at the end of June 2005. I weigh in at his office every two weeks and I'm down over 70+ pounds.
You have everything to be excited about, but truly nothing to worry about. After the surgery, I remember thinking to myself, "That was it?". He has a very professional staff that are so well practiced in the procedure that you'll feel like you did nothing much more than get in line for a flu shot.
A funny memory just returned to me. I remember the morning of the surgery that I (along with 20 others) were all waiting in some room on the 8th floor of the Surgical Center. It was really early so everybody was groggy, especially since most didn't sleep the night before. Around 6:30, some overly perky lady pops into the waiting room and yells out "SO...WHO'S READY FOR SOME SURGERY?". There were a few groans, but absolutely nobody gave her the rah-rah response she was looking for. I remember thinking to myself...."Yeah, yeah, blow it out your ass!" and why couldn't she just let us all sit there in our denial. This lady (believe her name was Shirley or Sheila, short red hair) was the business manager for the whole operation and she turned out to be an angel of mercy. As I was being prepped and the adrenaline was really starting to flow at the thought of being put under, she was by my side and nobody there could have calmed me down the way she did. Hers was the first face I saw when I came out of the anesthesia as she was by my side to make sure I wasn't freaked upon waking up.
Dr. Felix will weird you out a little as he'll approach your gurney as you are being prepped. First he'll ask how you are doing, then he'll say "So, do you have a check for me?". I remember handing him the certified check, he read it, folded it and put it in his pocket. Then he patted me on the shoulder and moved on to his next patient. He came back later to check on me after I was revived and told me everything went flawlessly.
The Anesthesiologist was an absolute magician. Usually, I can feel myself going under and since I hate the feeling of being artifically knocked out, I usually try to fight it until the drug kicks in. In the past, I've experienced a ringing in my ears while under and sense a dim color of orange the entire time I'm out. This time was different, he inserted the IV, they started wheeling me down the hallway to surgery, and the next thing I know I was waking up in recovery. I don't even remember feeling f---ed up for any of the pre/post procedures. If I hadn't looked down to see the bandages on my belly (and right nipple....another story) I'd honestly had thought that they never did the surgery.
Somewhere on this site there is a thread I started on my Pre and Post-Op observations including some pictures they will give you of the device in place around your stomach. I'd be interested in hearing of your experiences after your surgery, please make it a point to get back on and share with us.
Good Luck, but I assure you that you won't need it!