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Dress like a professional and not a schlepp. Keep up with my husband when we are walking in public. Have my dad (who's big as a f'n house himself) get off my case about my weight. Sleep better and have more energy.

Meeee! Meeeee! I started Saturday and went back Monday and Wednesday. I'm proud of myself, since I'd rather hava a hiatal hernia than exercise!

Easy way out, my butt! Hell, I started my six-month medically supervised diet and I've been working harder than ever - documenting every bite of food I eat and spending 1.5 hours at the gym every other day. Hopefully, I can build good habits now that will carry over when I get banded. As for telling people - my parents know and are supportive, husband knows and tolerates it, co-workers know (small office - no keeping it from them) and are curious.

Neither did I, even as a kid. Recess was a waste of perfectly good time I could have my nose in a book! Anyway, my doctor has a gym and pre-op supervised weight loss patients get to use it free. I went today for the first time and worked with the exercise physiologist and it went pretty well. I'm going back Monday and am going to try to go every other day after work while my sons are at their sports practices. I put on my sheet that one of my goals was to learn to like exercise - maybe I'll make it this time. :eek:

Itsme, I can totally relate. I've started my six-month pre-op medically supervised diet and am starting to get very anxious about the "food addiction" part of my problem. I really hope the band will help me get to the place where I no longer live to eat -

I saw this too while watching for the school closings ... I found it very irritating. Not everything works for everybody and those little, skinny girls have no idea what they're talking about when they talk about loosing weight the "old-fashioned way."

I guess it's true what the kids say ... they can do just as much before curfew as they can after !

I'm worried about what kind of message this is going to send to young girls, especially the ones who idolize who and what they see on TV - "hey, Jaime Lyn had a baby and she's soooooo cool ... maybe I should, too!"

I live in West Virginia and I like the Kroger brand version of Crystal Light on the go. I have a 16-oz. mug and just mix it with water and ice from the fridge dispenser at work. It comes in all the Crystal Light flavors and also Propel Fitness Water flavors. It's saving my life right now, as I just started my six-month supervised diet and fitness program (kicking and screaming!) and it gives me something sweet -

You don't have cravings? Dang! I quit in '89 and I still want them from time to time, usually when I'm stressed out. One of my biggest fears is that I'll get my band and take up smoking again to deal with the head hunger -

OK, the thing about teachers that irritates the beejeebers out of me, especially teachers here in West Virginia, is the fact that they do nothing but whine, whine, WHINE about how poorly they're paid! The lead headline in The Charleston Gazette today was Teacher Pay Ranked 48th In Country. So what's their point? This is West Virginia, people ... everybody's pay is 48th in the country! What makes teachers so damn deserving of more? I have a master's degree and a social work license and am assistant state director of a faith-based non-profit, with supervisory duties. I've been there two years and make just shy of $40,000. Good money by West Virginia standards but a bad joke everyplace else ... and I don't get my summers off! A new teaching graduate here starts out about $28,000. A new social worker makes about $24,000, if he or she (usually she) is lucky. I understand teachers wanting more money - who doesn't? - but those are the facts of life here and they can deal with it or they can leave. Go to Pennsylvania or Maryland where they'll make half again as much money and put up with three times as much crap, both in and out of the classroom.

I am adopted as a matter of fact and I'd love to know where my "fat" genes come from! In my one conversation with my birth mom I told her about being Type II Diabetic and she said something like "That mainly affects fat people, doesnt' it?" But she could have been covering herself - she conveniently neglected to tell me about the alcoholism and drug abuse and other messed-upedness among my half-brothers. The one blood relative I have seen (on YouTube; it's a long story) was normal size. I know nothing about my birth father's family and from the little information I have about him, I'm probably better off. As for my adoptive parents, my dad is morbidly obese and always has been (and favors my getting the band, BTW.) My mom is normal and not all that interested in food. She doesn't even like sweets - proof positive that we're not blood! Anyway, I figure maybe I have an "addictive" gene that manifests itself differently from my half-brothers. Or maybe I'm still being the total Daddy's girl I've been all my life. Nature or nurture ... you make the call!

Excellent point - we're the only substance abusers who still have to take in some of the substance that causes us problems. I mean, either you drink, use, smoke, etc or you don't ... but no one has yet come up with a way to survive without some form of eating.

Doctor's wives, for the most part, are the worst! Very few of the ones I've dealt with work and they're all about a size 2 and think they are the cutest things ever to come down the pike! They have too much time on their hands, so they come down to the school and act like they own the place and gossip and cause trouble and their kids never get in trouble no matter how crappy their behavior. I saw it all when I was a SAHM - which brings up another point - bitchery is not confined to the workplace. But that's another rant ...

It's been my experience that the people who make the biggest deal about being Christians (or Creeeestiyuns, as a lot of them say here in WV) are the biggest haters, fakers, games-players and backstabbers around. It's like being a lady ... if you have to say you are, you aren't. :straight

I used to have one of those too, but I have to confess it was back in college when I tried to stuff my size 8 body into size 6 Calvins. Now I'd be happy to be a size 12, which I used to consider big as a house -

Heck, yeah! That's what I'm hoping for, maybe even more so than actual weigh loss -

I went for my initial consultation today. I work for a faith-based non-profit which is self-insured - Wells-Fargo Third Party Administrators handles our claims. None of the office staff was familiar with my policy so they asked me to call W-F and see what their pre-op diet policy was. I called them this afternoon and was told that the surgery was covered but that there were no pre-op guidelines and that my surgeon would have to submit a request for prior approval with my medical history, explaining why this surgery was medically necessary under American Medical Association guidelines. The girl said sometimes they did initially deny pending more info ... I'm not sure if this is good or bad - -

Sounds like something my husband would say!

Hear, hear!

Target rocks! Except for the fact that their plus-size department is absolute dreck ... but hopefully that won't be an issue once I'm banded!

I think Wal-Mart is cutting off its nose to spite its face on this deal. This woman paid into her health insurance plan and was entitled to have her bills paid, as is any other participant. All they're doing is forcing her onto public assistance before it's absolutely necessary and making the government responsible for bills she and her family were more than willing to pay as long as the settlement money held out. BTW, I can't say I never go to Wal-Mart, but it's usually not my first choice. And I swear, everyone I've ever dealt with there has the IQ of the average house plant.

How true, how true! I do OK working with women now but my first job out of college was miserable! I was working for a newpaper with a bunch of women who prided themselves on being feminists but basically carried on like a bunch of junior-high cheerleaders. One of them was a flat-out bully and people tended to fall in line behind her - even some of the guys. I was a target and at 23, just out of school and cut off from my support group, I just didn't know how to cope or to fight back. I finally ended up being fired, in part because my confidence was shot by these people and I was overcome with anxiety at work. Although I must say I'm kind of glad it happened early in my career - everything else seems minor now. (P.S. I'm not knocking feminists in general ... just these particular ones.)

I agree - college is not for everybody. I wonder about my 12 y.o. He's smart as a whip but just not a "scholar" and I really don't think he'll be much of a college student, but here, if you're white middle class and don't go straight to college, people are shocked. As for my 16 y.o., he's the scholarly one and he goes out of district to the top academic HS in the state. I was really leery of it at first, since they have a modular schedule with free periods during the day, during which juniors and seniors are allowed to leave campus. I thought it was too much freedom. But the school swears by it and I'm starting to see that it does make them budget their time and prepare better for a college schedule -

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