Long story short, fine gentlemen in blue had to visit my home because of a domestic violence issue perpetrated by my "recovering" "former" meth addict brother. Well, the guy looks at my ID, knows my brother did drugs........ And my ID is from a year before my surgery..... And so, he gives me the run down, flashlight in my eyes checking me out and all that and was quizzing me on drug use..... Because in his mind that was the only explanation for the dramatic differences between my ID and what I look like now. Like.... Marshmallow Man vs Walking Dead character... I laughed, showed him my only immediate proof, which was my "special meal card" my doctor gives out to patients to politely ask restaurants to eat from kids or senior menus, or have special small portions. He laughed. I laughed. We all had a good time, until we had to go back to the "interview." Sent from my ONEPLUS A6013 using BariatricPal mobile app