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No one knows what it is like unless you walk in that individuals shoes. I was molested by a relative when I was 10 y/o. I lived with this until my early 20's when my mom read a letter on the computer I had typed to a friend. The cousin was never prosecuted or recieved any help. I have forgiven him for what he did to me, but would never trust him with any children alone. When he did the abusing I wish someone would have cut his thing off and locked him away forever. I still feel the same way. Sometimes these preverts can get mental help and get better and live productive lives with no further problems, but most of the time they dont. JMO everyone is entitled to one. Oh by the way I am not a child molester or prevert because I was abused. I am completely "normal" if there is such a thing.

Anyone else catch the Dr. Phil Hose of Hatred episode on Monday? Six individuals with different judgments and prejudices move into The Dr. Phil House together, with cameras capturing every move as they struggle to challenge their own beliefs and values. Gary is a white supremacist, and B. is an African-American who hates white people. Staci is thin and hates fat people, and John is over 600 pounds and hates skinny people. Christina fears and hates homosexuals, and Tessa is a lesbian who hates straight people. They all work together in various assignments from Dr. Phil. Will they break down the walls of hatred and intolerance and learn to accept one another? Part 1 summary: After meeting each other, the group learn they will be rooming with the very person they dislike the most. Dr. Phil immediately gives them an assignment: to clean their roommate's belongings. While everyone dives into the task, John talks on the phone. Dr. Phil dubs Tessa "house leader" for the day, and John has to be her assistant. She immediately puts John to work, but when she orders him to take a shower, he refuses. Tessa withholds John's dinner, and John makes arrangements to leave. These people really need help. But the truth is there are tons of people just like them that we meet everyday.

I would be torn on what to do too. Maybe you could write a letter to the judge, explaining your feelings and how you think what your friend did is sick and wrong and should be punished. But you know in your heart that his upbringing was crappy and that he didn't have a fair shake. I know I do a better job of explaining things on paper than in person. This may save you from having to get up on the stand. Also send a duplicate of the letter to your friend and one to his attorney as well. Best of Luck.

I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes in September 04. I was immediately put on Metformin and a low carb/low fat diet. I managed to lose around 14lbs. Plus keep my blood sugar levels in the 80-90 range. A week prior to my surgery (7/29/05) I was taken off the Metformin. Since then my blood sugars are good. I feel good and continue to lose weight. Just a suggestion. You mentioned you took your vitamins, next time you go in for "fasting" bloodwork, take NOTHING, just drink some water. If you feel shaky or not right after they draw your blood, ask for a glass of OJ and a small cookie or something sweet. (peanut butter works wonders.) Best of luck to you.

I had sleep apnea prior to having surgery and losing the weight. For surgery they put a tube down my throat and hooked me up to oxygen, this was just a safety precaution. If you suspect you have sleep apnea then ask to be tubed and on oxygen during your procedure. Better safe than sorry. (By the way they numb your throat prior to putting the tube in and other than a slightly sore throat it doesn't hurt at all.) Best of luck!

I saw my surgeon today and asked him point blank what happens when someone maxes out their fills and are not at their goal weight. (I currently have 9ccs in a VG band and have over 100lbs to lose.) I asked him if they take the VG band out and replace it with the smaller 4cc band. He said no that would not make a difference, even though they both hold different amounts of saline, diameter size is the same, so a person would not gain any restriction with a smaller band. He said the only resolution would be decrease calories, increase exercise and really work the band. Option b would be remove the band and have another form of weightloss surgery.

I work as a Direct Support Professional (similiar to a nurse aid). I took ten days off and was still pretty sore when I returned to work, but felt fine after 14 days total. Best of Luck!

good idea carlene.

DH and I both have to work the night shift that night, but I will handing out goodies to the trick or treaters. We have the inside and outside of house decorated and we are having an adult costume party the Saturday night prior to Halloween. I will be snapping photos to share.

Your welcome Carlene! I am glad everything arrived safe and sound! Happy Halloween!

Thank you Housecatgirl for the pretty bling, bling! A set of dangly earrings and a lovely dragonfly pin! Thank you and Happy Haunting!

My creepy, spooky, ooky, scary gift is on it's way down south to you all!

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I totally agree. I gave up everything carbonated and even chicken so I think I deserve my daily dose of iced tea. JMO

Oh I love Halloween! We are having a party this year too. Costume ideas.... a bag lady, (use a black garbage bag for a dress, wear some old grubby clothes underneath and old shoes, rat your hair, use some makeup to make yourself look grubby and carry a sign "give to the needy".) Dress up like a man and have your DH or boyfriend or male friend dress up like a woman and go as acouple. Best of luck!

I notice my stomach makes the gurgling, rumbling, monster sounds when I wait too long to eat. My hubby gets a good giggle out of it, but like you said it is embarrassing in a restaurant or at a dinner party with friends. Everyone knows I was banded and I explain before a meal that I can only eat so much and that my stomach monster may voice an opinion. I also explain that when I get the hiccups it is my cue to stop eating and just enjoy conversation. Best of luck to you.

You are glowing and a beautiful bride! Congrats and best of luck to the two of you!

Pre Surgery July 2004 June 2006 with Hubby! (My Surgery was July 29, 2005, but I was still this huge!)

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I have a VG band and I went through the same thing. At 6ccs I thought "Oh Lordy, I finally have restriction!", but then it seemed to slip away. I was certain I had a leak, stretched my pouch or something. NADA! I just needed more fill. I finally have what I believe to be good restriction at 9ccs. It took awhile to get to 9ccs, but now I am happy and lossing once again. Best of Luck to you.

Count me in K@t I just pmed you my info! I am so excited I LOVE Halloween!

LMAO!! HEE HEE! Thanks for sharing Hubby will love these!!

Thanks for all the heartfelt and honest opinions and thoughts. It's nice to know I am not the only person in this cruel world who has compassion for her/his fellow man.

On my way home from work this morning I passed the middle school. The P.E./Gym class was running laps around the school building and acreage. Most of the teens were in healthy (skinny) form and seemed to be keeping a good pace. The instructor (firm & fit) sounded like a drill sergeant screaming at the kids. At the tail end of the line were two heavy set (one was morbidly obese) boys. :think They were doing all they could do to keep up. I wanted to cry. I wanted to stop the car and deck the instructor, :couch2: I wanted to stop and tell those boys don't give up hope and things will get better. :clap2: I was those boys all through my school career, school was hell being the FAT kid. :cry Any thoughts or comments?

I have 9ccs in my VG band. I do have some restriction, but still have to watch what I eat. Sweets and the bad stuff go down easily, while I have difficulty with the good for me stuff. Weight loss has been slow and sometimes discerning and even disgusting. But at least the weight is coming off. I am back to my high school graduation weight. I still have a long way to go though. Best of luck to you.