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Had my first fill Monday, and today's lunch was my first solid-ish food since the fill (some boneless BBQ chicken wings). I felt no restriction. I had 2.5 cc at surgery, got another 1.4 Monday for a total of 3.9, and still zilch. Man, I am so bummed right now.

I disagree. Just because I'm not happy about having to do this doesn't mean I don't have the willpower to do what I'm supposed to.

Because there can be a lot of emotion associated with this operation. Take me, for example. This is not something I particularly wanted. I'm not that overweight. However, I'm a type 2 diabetic, and it was either do this now when I'm 30 or start looking for new kidneys when I'm 40. Given the choice, I think I'd rather do the lap-band. I'm not thrilled about it, but I'm going to follow my diet and exercise and do what I have to do for me to lose weight and my diabetes to go into remission. And if a cure ever comes along for insulin resistance, then I'm going to give serious thought to having the band taken out. So the weeks leading up to my surgery and the days since (it was one week ago today) have been very hard for me.

Um, just a guess, but maybe that means being depressed after being banded? I know I was for a while.

You might want to slow down just a bit. Remember, the idea isn't to torture us, it's to heal us. We can eat whatever we want once we're healed, and it'd be a damn dirty shame if we caused slippage.

I was banded on 12/22. I cheated today with some pureed chili. It went down easy and was exactly what I needed.

Had my surgery yesterday. I've sneezed a couple times today. Not too terrible. The anticipation was the worst part. Hiccups suck. And passing gas is a little uncomfortable at first.

I'm home from my surgery. Months of worrying are finally over. Even as I embrace this new lifestyle, I'm a little apprehensive of what it will mean. I will miss that big plate of General Tso's chicken. But then again, I won't miss diabetic complications. If anyone's interested, I've been blogging the decisions and thoughts leading up to today, including my surgery experience. CamTheGeek.com

So my wife and I were out at a restaurant today for lunch with our two young sons (2 and 4). My 4 year old and I go to the men's room, and when we get back to the table, my wife tells me my cell phone rang. Turns out I have a voicemail from the scheduler at my surgery clinic. I'm scheduled to get banded on 12/12, but apparently my surgeon has had something come up, so they wanted me to reschedule. So I immediately called back, and got the scheduler's voicemail, which says that she only has working hours up until 2:30. Of course, by my clock, it's 2:29. You know, I realize that it's not necessarily her fault, but I'm a little miffed that she called me to reschedule my surgery and didn't wait around five minutes to see if I called back. I mean, I understand it's a holiday weekend and she wanted to get out of the office. But now I have to wait until Monday to reschedule my surgery, and it's also a PITA because my mother-in-law was taking off work to come watch our boys that day. As if I wasn't already anxious enough about this surgery! GRRR!

Yep, getting banded on 12/12. Pretty nervous about it too.

Been lurking for a while, but I thought I'd make my big debut and say hello. My surgery date is 12/12/08, and I'm getting really, really apprehensive. I know, everyone says it's hard work... but really, how hard is it compared to going without the band? I've been fat my whole life... Surely this is going to be a huge help, no? As a self-pay, I've got all these doubts bouncing around in my head about if I'm doing the right thing for my family. I mean, we can afford the payments, but what's the cost-benefit analysis? Would the money be better spent elsewhere? I don't know. My primary reason for doing this is my diabetes. I don't want to die relatively young like my dad did. My wife and kids deserve better. Plus, I'm a wuss when it comes to pain and I'm scared of the recovery. If anyone's interested, I blogged about my decision to do this. Thanks, everyone!