I am about 3 weeks post op and still go through the gammet of emotions about whether I made the right decision. I think the biggest thing is that you mourn the loss of food. Food was your friend, so you thought. It's still frustrating to me every day when I sit down to eat a meal and am enjoying the sensation of eating that I am only able to eat a few bites of it before my sleeve tells me, okay you're full, stop eating. There is no pushing through that full feeling like before. When you are full, you are full! Things like that are frustrating but then there are times that I realize I have this unbelievable tool that I never had that that self disciplined me to eat a controlled amount when in the past I just ate what I wanted to and had to rely on discipline. It is very rewarding watching the pounds fall off and seeing the person you dreamed of slowly start to emerge. So you see, there is a full array of emotions in play. Not sure when the roller coaster will end.