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I just added you guys as friends on mfp.

If that's your picture you should be psyched. You look gorgeous curvy and glamorous!

My huge case of unjury arrived today. I was tempted to taste it, then I said, "Nah" I'm gonna be tasting nothing but starting in a week or so!

What prep did you do? And how are you feeling post op? Wish you the best.

Hi keketwin! I have already started buying protein shakes and a little blender to get myself psyched for the diet. My birthday is in the middle of the 2 week pre op diet so I'm calling friends so we can celebrate before the diet starts. I'm nervous too. I wasn't going to tell people but then I decided, I need the support!!!! I'm going to need to B$&@th! So I've gotten friends and co workers on board. Hang in there. We are in this together.

Hi all my buddies getting surgery in Band-tober! My surgery date isOctober 22 at NYU. Haven't started my ore op diet yet. But soon! Starting to tell family and friends, cleaning out old clothes, going to start buying protein and blender. Today I moved all my winter stuff up out of storage because I can't hoist those boxes post op. I'm going to give away my summer stuff since hopefully it won't fit next summer. Very exciting prospect!

I'm oct 22nd. So glad you girls are in this with me! I know as soon as I come hme post op on gonna be on this board looking for you to chat with. Congrats to all of us on our courage.

What a day of ups and downs. I went back and forth between excited and terrified so many times I didn't know if I was coming or going. The day started at 2pm with an intake with a skinny pretty nutritionist in a little black dress. I kept having to force myself to be honest because the way she asked all the questions made me feel pretty bad about he way I eat. Next I met my Nurse Practitioner, Frankie. He's the guy who does the fills. He answered a lot of questions I had about erosion rates and what to expect. He was adorable, very charming and friendly and really put me at ease. He encouraged me to come in monthly regardless of how I was doing. I have a feeing I'll be seeing a lot of him. Finally I met with Dr Ren. I questioned her about being a low BMI bandster and wanted to know what she thought my outcome would be. It turns out she did a study of low BMI patients and found that 1 out of I think 48 failed the band and had it removed due to not tolerating the lifestyle changes. 1 was lost to follow up. And all the others reached their goals. We discussed how I currently eat and I told her that I currently always eat 3 meals a day. She said that might be an obstacle to me. Once I had the band, she explained, I might not need to eat that often. She shared that she eats only once a day. (no wonder she's so skinny - let me tell you it is a rare woman that can rock those surgical scrubs) She suggested I try to loosen up my beliefs about how much food/protein people "need" and said that we as a culture tend to think we need way more food, protein and water than we actually do and this leads us to eat more than we need. She was nice and helpful and answered all my questions. I mean, she has done thousands of these so I know I'm in good hands. But still its the patients, not the doctor that are going to reassure me. So that night from 6-8 I attended a support group at NYU for people banded in the last 12 months. In addition to the social worker who leads the group there were 5 people, 3 women and 2 men. One woman had been banded for 5 years and had lost 150 lbs. She described how she no longer needed her apnea machine or her medications for a variety of health problems that had since resolved. Everyone was such an inspiration. I was surprised to hear people say that they were discouraged with their weight loss when they had just gotten done saying they had lost 40 lbs in 4 months. I guess no one wants to JUST lose weight...people want to get THIN. It was also interesting to hear the guys speak about their food struggles. I always find guys are so much more forthright about their bad eating habits than we women who tend to have more shame and therefore be more private/sneaky whatever you care to call it. Everyone in the room, even those struggling to get the outcome they wanted, admitted that he band was the best thing they ever did and they don't regret it for a moment. THAT was very reassuring. I exchanged emails with 2 women and they promised to attend the next support group, which will be just a few days before my surgery. I topped off my long day, in addition to writing a reallllly big check, with a loooong phone call to my folks. I decided my Mom will be my surgery day buddy. They are both very overweight and I think this surgery freaks them out, but they are there for me 100% I have a few weeks left before I have to start liquids. So I'm just starting to think about what I need to stock in my house. I will be celebrating both my birthday (46!!) and my daughter's 2nd birthday during my liquids phase. Also I'll be joining my parents for a yearly convention we like to attend that is unfortunately characterized by these big dinner buffets. I have decided to celebrate my Bday early so I can have a piece of cake and not violate my 2 weeks of liquids. I also plan to not accompany my family to the big buffets dinners - instead maybe I'll check out the outlets and shop for my daughters. That way I wont have to smell food when I'm starving. On my bday wish list is a little portable blender, and a smaller crockpot because mine is the size you use to make enough stew for the whole congregation. Hahaha. It's time to pack away the summer clothes and take out the Fall stuff. I'm very tempted to give away all my big summer clothes as a vote of confidence. What do you think?

Congratulations Thats so exciting! I have 62 lbs to lose and surgery on oct 22! Havent started that liquid phase yet! Need all the inspiration I can get

I have a BMI of 32 and I was told by my Dr that I didn't have a chance despite my arthritis and a back problem that necessitates me losing weight. Unfortunately I think that the 35 BMI cut off is pretty strict. I considered slumping, packing on a few extra pounds, but the truth is, I would have a big way to go to qualify because I'd have to gain a lot of weight PLUS my comorbids are not the ones that "impress" the insurance companies. Shame because back surgeries, spinal injections and pain management aint cheap either, you would think my insurance would want me skinny before the S%#& hits the fan medically

Today was the big day. Please let us know how you are doing!

You have had a long sad hard road. I think you are very brave to consider that what comes next might be better. We are all here hoping that this time, life exceeds our expectations. I't an extremely courageous stance given what many of us have been through. We are all in this together. Not the weight loss surgery stuff..the LIFE stuff. Not everyone here has had or will have weight loss surgery. But we are a community of people who dare to hope. You will find support here whether you are sharing your fears or conquering your demons. Keep putting your thoughts into words. This place is a great sounding board. I wish you the best.

Did I mention it took place in the shower? So tonight while showering together my daughter mentioned to me that she sometimes sneaks out of bed at night and notices her other parent sneaking a smoke on the terrace. This led to a conversation about why people smoke and why people sneak. At 7 she understands that smoking is an addiction and that many people, despite wanting to stop, just can't find the willpower to do so. In order to curb her disdain, I pointed out that we all are working on things about ourselves, trying to be better. Next thing I know this conversation I had been dreading for months was just happening. Naked. But happening. I explained that I was working on losing weight because I wanted to be healthier and have more energy. I explained how when we eat too much, our bodies store the extra as fat. And as far as I was concerned, I had more fat stored than I would ever need. Bless her cute little self, she screwed up her little face in an expression of confusion, looked me up and down, and said, "where?" "Well, here, and here..." I replied pointing out my belly, my butt. She then asked me to turn around, which I did, but definitely starting to think this was spiralling out of control. "You look pretty", she replied, to which I said, "Oh my god I have to clone you"...No I didn't say that, but I thought it. So I went on to explain that for me, carrying around all the extra weight was like her having to carry her backpack when it had too much stuff in it. We recalled the times she didnt want to run an errand after school because she just had too much stuff in her backpack. So far so good. That's where we hit a wall. Because my daughter is a skinny girl. She's never hungry. I wake up ravenous. Se smells food and it usually smells "gross". I smell food when I'm not hungry and suddenly I AM hungry. She forces herself to eat because she "wants to get this meal done already" whereas I...well you get the picture. So her response was, "just eat less". I explained to her that I was trying, but that I was having a hard time eating as little as I needed to because heavier people are often hungrier than other people. I went on to tell her that there was an operation that I could have that could make my stomach smaller and then I would be less hungry. Silence in the shower. Then she said this, "I'm glad I'm skinny because I would hate to have to have an operation". This was my fear. So of course we talked about exercise and portions and healthy eating and I pointed out all the ways that she was really good at that. I noticed and praised how she doesnt eat when she's not hungry and how she knows she's gotta get her protein in first, and how good she is at knowing when she's had enough. (she is a master at having a few bites of ice cream and leaving the rest). And by then it was time to dry off and read a story and I told her how excited I was because I was about to try something new. I explained how excited I was to be able to bike and run and walk and explore more with her. I didn't tell her that I am also excited to model healthy eating for her. I hope she keeps her healthy eating habits. Someday I'd like to take her out for ice cream and BOTH of us can eat a few bites and leave the rest.

Of course. I would say different things depending on whoever I was speaking to

Thanks for sharing the background on yourself. Some days I read the scary posts. Some days I read the inspirational posts. None of us really knows how things will turn out for us. I want to know the whole deal, the good the bad and the ugly. In the end I think it may suck, but I may get then, and thats not going to be happening unless I do something drastic. Have courage and keep sharing all your thoughts. You are not alone.

Wow. I am saying a prayer that I am one of the lucky ones like you for whom its smooth sailing. Thanks for the inspiration

I hear ya sister. Im 45 and live in NYC. I'm 5'7" and 200 lbs. I have 2 small kids ( 7 and 2 years old) and have had back surgery for a herniated disc. My back pain really slows me down and I am having a second surgery this fall. But before I do I am having lap band surgery. Im scheduled for my intake sept 19th. Im terrified. and at first I had no idea if I would back out or not. But I find that I am not buying clothes ( because I keep thinking - I'm gonna be too skinny to wear these). Today I went into a regular size store to buy some makeup and I asked myself, what would I wear if I could wear anything. And I actually went shopping for the future me. I didnt buy things, but I saw such cute styles and I imagined wearing them, and I realized how much I miss that art of dressing yourself! There were so many cute things that I cant wear because I dont wear regular size clothes. It seemed like so much fun to express my style in clothes that are quirky and fun instead of just whatever the plus size shops are offering that season. I am constantly eating my meals and thinking about how different it will be once I'm banded. There will certainly be things I miss. But lets face it, there are things I miss by being overweight that I will get back. Health, freedom from pain, the ability to keep up with my kids, a love life, hahah...true! I'm recently divorced and too self conscious to date or get physical since I'm so much bigger than I was last time I was single. So I lose out on pulled pork sandwiches. But I'm going to regain a lot of things Im missing out on. Keep the faith. Put one foot in front of the other. As you get closer, the choice will be clear to you. For me I just know I do not have the discipline to lose the weight I want to and keep it off. I know this about myself because I want to be thin more than anything. It is the single one thing I can do for myself that will most improve my life, and yet I can not do it without surgery. My mom actually did me a big favor today. We were talking about her weight and she is MUCH more overweight than I am and has more health problems because of it. She told me, "I have considered having that surgery too but I dont have the guts". And then it occurred to me, that I am brave to do this. Its a bold move. But I have always been a girl who moved mountains to get what I want, and for me, its gonna take moving a mountain to get me thin. Still I like the idea that in doing this I'm brave. Its a much better self image than spineless and undisciplined !! I wish you clarity.

Wow you did it! Until I actually GET my surgery I still feel its entirely possible I might run for the border at the last minute. Please share all, the good the bad and the ugly. Hang in there.

Imagine with certainty that this is e start of all your dreams coming true. Best luck tomorrow. We a all here with you waiting to hear every detail.

My intake with my surgeon is Sept 19th. But before I can get my Lap Band I need to stabilize the situation with my spine. I had surgery a few years ago for a badly herniated disc but recently found that I still have a chunk of disc pressing against a nerve and causing problems. It's likely I will need another surgery. But its also likely that the surgery wont help. In order to decide if surgery is a good idea or not, my doctor wanted to try another steroid injection. It will be my 5th. So far none of them has helped. But this new surgeon isn't comfortable proceeding until he demonstrates that non surgical approaches have failed. I feel like I'm humoring him, or humoring the insurance company. My hopes were not high. So yesterday was the day for that. I worked in the morning and then went to the hospital in the afternoon. My doctor needed to use anesthesia to place the injection correctly in my spine. So yesterday was a big stressful day of going through the OR suite intake, getting an IV, waiting and waiting and waiting, being wheeled into the OR, waking up in recovery feeling like hell. You know the drill. I woke up from that procedure and looked around at the other people in recovery for orthopedic procedures. I was the youngest person in the room by a good 15 years. My oxygen was pronging me in the nose, my paper gown was ripped and soaked, my surgical bonnet was slipping down my forehead. All my wires and tubes made me feel like I was tied up in knots. I had to go to the bathroom, but wasn't even sure I could stand. I was simultaneously grateful that my ex had accompanied me and resentful that I had no one else to rely on. Tears filled up my eyes. "This was not supposed to be my life". Now, normally I am a gratitude girl and in a moment like this I would start acknowledging everything I had to be thankful for: Other people are dealing with cancer after all, I have a (hopefully) solvable medical problem, I have insurance to pay for it, I have people to support me, I have 2 kids who love me... But yesterday none of that worked. All I could think was that tons of people my age have never had surgery while I have had general anesthesia 10 times in the past 7 years. Between a complicated pregnancy that left a trail of wreckage in its wake and a back surgery gone awry, I have seen the inside of an OR more times than most have to in a lifetime. I'm a doctor myself, so I can't engage in too much doctor bashing. But I have had really bad luck with surgeries. My body literally exploded giving birth to my daughter. After 2 bladder repairs with that mesh that you keep seeing in the malpractice late night ads, I'm still not right. The back surgery was a beast and never relieved my pain. And here I was on a glorious last day of summer smelling antiseptic and wondering what if anything I might do to rejoin the ranks of the living and stop being such a PATIENT. Hopefully that something will be my lapband surgery. Although my 50 lb weight loss may not be big enough to justify the procedure to my insurance, I'm really hopeful that it will help my back, help my incontinence, relieve my pain, help me be a better parent, and help me stop feeling like a professional patient. But yesterday none of that helped. I guess it was a day for crying. All night I tossed and turned. I watched TV. I turned off the TV. I turned on the TV again. I cried some more. Finally at 6AM I got up and walked my dog. As I put on her leash I waited to see if that terrible stabbing back pain wouyld be there when I bent down. Yup. Still there. As always, these injections in the spine don't do much. But at least I have a plan. It's me vs that 50 lbs. You've gotta have hope. Maybe what I can do for myself will be better than what my doctors have been able to do for me. Thanks for sharing my crappy tearful day. Onward...