I was just banded on the 18th. I woke up the first morning home and thought, "OMG, the pain, what have I done?" I'm day 3 post op now and since the pre op diet I'm down 9 lbs. I know that's only a drop in the bucket compared to most, but they're my 9 lbs I've lost! 9 lbs I've not been able to get rid of easily until now. I too had cold feet a few days before my surgery. Honestly I tried to reschedule but when I called they said the next available surgery date wouldn't be til the end of Feb. Having to go through the pre op stuff again, I just decided to go ahead with it. While they were prepping me for surgery I broke down and just started bawling after getting an IV started. I think it was a culmination of my nerves and the unknown. I just keep coming back to the big picture.....my family. I am "morbidly obese", which means if I don't change something this will end my life prematurely. I have 4 yr old girls and a wonderful husband. They're my inspiration. My momma died young at 52. My grandma was only 47 when she passed away so my mom was without her mother as well. I don't want to leave that legacy to my daughters. I want to live the healthiest life I can with the time I have left. Each day is a gift and if this is the tool that will let me experience one more day with the ones I love here on earth then I'm falling in love with my band.
Good luck to you and your journey. It helps to have a bigger picture and keep it posted somewhere where it gives you the inspiration you need to pull your cold feet outta the rut and get moving.