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My lapband story.... at three hundred ten pounds I was killing myself.  The last few months before surgery it kept going up and up and up, no matter what diet I tried. To excercise hurt my size six feet, knees and hips, so I didn't. Besides I hate excerciseing.  Eating in moderation was not a phrase in my vocabulary, when I did I felt like I was starving all the time and my sugar would drop.  I can't say exactly what happen for me to finally change my mind about being obese/fat but once I did I started to inquire starting with my insurance company. Finding out what the requirements were. What procedures were out there. I wanted a surgeon who required a support group. I also needed to find a head doctor so I could also work on my self image and what triggers I had to make me overeat.  Fineally after jumping through all the hoops everyone wanted me to go through the day of surgery finally arrived. I was excited. I knew this was the swift kick in the pants I needed to lose this excess weight.Coming out of anestheia, my sister in law was there.  Later, awaking again, such pain in my stomach (had not thought about that). The first walk through the halls, did not get across the hall from my door when my knees buckled, still under the effects of the anestheia.  The ride home and getting into bed. Now mind you, my bed is almost waist high for my five feet two inche frame, thus making it almost impossible to get in or out of with six small holes in my stomach.  That first seven days I thought I had made the worst mistake in my life. It hurt WORSE than childbirth!!! Now ten months later, at two hundred twenty -five pounds it has been worth the pain of the first seven days.  I still have problems with some foods like pork, rice, and lettuce getting stopped up. I no longer have those sugar cravings like i used to, nor do I desire bread.  I am still drinking high protien drinks twice to three times a day, and still eating every two hours when I am awake.  I am a full time student in college and the drinks are easier with my schedule than taking food or buying food there. The other day my husband and I were at a local resturant sharing supper.  Looking across at another table I saw a Chicken-fried steak dinner and thought "Man, no wonder I got so heavy. I used to eat all that and want dessert too!!" Today we order one meal and usually split the meal into thirds, I take one he takes the rest.  My legs, ankles and hips have told me thank you by reducing the pain to nothing most of the time. I can walk down the hallway at school and make it to my next class ontime without breathing too hard. I spent most of the summer working on cleaning and mowing the yard. Planted some plants as well. put together a chicken yard for our few chickens.I don't apologize for any part of my story, it is about me and my experience.  Would I do it again, hell yes, in a heartbeat.