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I have been overweight my whole life.  Had several medical problems.  Diabetes, which I ended up on 3 medications to control it.  Metformin, and two types of insulin.  I still take two pills for my high blood pressure but I am working on getting off of those.  PCOS, which I have an IUD for that.  
 
I had gastric sleeve surgery on April 8th of 2015.  My surgical and care team was amazing.  I was not scared or nervous at all.  I was given anxiety drugs in my IV before being wheeled into the OR.  I barely remember a few things about the OR.  They had the mask on my face, which I did not care for but I was drugged enough I tolerated it.  I remember my hands were being tied down, then someone said "Ok I am putting something in your IV."  And that is the last thing I remembered.  
 
I woke up in PACU to a nurse telling me we were all done, and they were going to call my mom back in a few minutes.  Then I was out again.  Next thing I know my mom was stroking my hair telling it's ok, go back to sleep.  
 
I was taken to my room around 1 pm.  My staff was there waiting for me, and addressed any issue I had right away.  That was the was the whole hospital stay.  Everyone from the nursing aide to the surgeon cared about my issues.  It was a pleasant hospital stay, even with all the pain.
 
I am now 9 days post op, and doing great.  The hospital staff or my surgeons office have called me a total of 3 times to see how I am doing.  
 
I am tolerating fluids and getting all my protein in that I need.  Pain and nausea are being handled excellently with the medications they gave me.  
 
I am already seeing changes in my body, and how I feel.  
 
I am excited for what the future holds.