Reason to Believe

I'm sure the settlement will more than pay for your surgery.

On the plus side at least you could genuinely say no. Because who the heck would have fat surgery? Your supervisor is a twit. You did the right thing laughing it off. People like that just like to see that they have caused discomfort with their comments. You take that away from them they've got nothing. Best of luck with you surgery, good luck avoiding idiots.

My surgery is next Thursday. I started a full liquid diet today and had been doing a modified diet for the last 3 weeks. My last meal was going to be a salad with chicken but I decided at the last moment to do my favorite Breakfast, porkroll, egg and cheese sammie. I felt guilty at first but now am ok with it.

I've told people in my life, and I have had very kind positive feed back. My favorite one came from my ex-sister in-law. She said; "you've struggled with you're weight since I've known you." I know how hard you've tried, and I pray that all works out well for you. Good for you!
Another person asked me if I met the required weight, for surgery. I explained that it also has to do with family history and co-morbidity. And she said; I was taking a responsible step for my health.
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I am July 7 and have found oddly that I am getting less nervous as it gets closer.

I had 500 thoughts. In fact, they would change from hour to hour. For an entire month I agonized. I can tell you now 'WHAT A WASTE OF TIME", if I could go back I would have done it years before. It was by far one of the best decisions of my life.

Am all ready gown and all. Good luck to me and to all getting surgery today!!!
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I'm a psychologist and had the gastric sleeve surgery. The research on sleeve showed better effectiveness for weight loss in obese groups than dieting did. I don't know your history with food, so obviously would not make any recommendations for you. But, for me, I'm a stress eater and surgery is providing a tool to help me change my relationship with food. I'm also myself examining the factors that contribute to overeating and eating unhealthy foods and trying to address them.

I can't believe I'm coming up on 3 years post op in just a couple of months! Time flies! I just wanted to share some "non-scale victories" as I have more of those these days as the numbers get smaller. I'm not where I would love to be ideally. I have loose skin that I've come to terms with, and another 15 or so pounds to lose, but my husband and I recently went to Mexico for a vacation that I have been planning for what feels like forever and it was just crazy to me what a different experience it was for me to go 140 pounds lighter. I did things I never would have done like snorkeling, paddle boarding in front of strangers, Water zumba, etc. I got rid of all of those bathing suits with the skirts that I hated wearing so much & walked around in a bikini all week without feeling terribly self-conscious. I broke out of my comfort zone for sure, and had the most amazing time. I finally just felt "normal".... Just another experience to cross off my post-surgery bucket list.
Here are a couple of sneak-peeks, but I posted my full "Top-10" list with a bunch more photos here if you are interested!
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Hello everyone, today I made my one year post op anniversary. Having surgery was the best decision I made in my life.
HW 340
SW 320
CW 195
GW ( happy where I am )

Everyone who knows me knows how close I am to my mom. She is my sounding board, my confidant, my cheerleader.
For as long as I remember she’s told me: “All I want is for you to spread your wings fly.” She’s wanted me to fly, told me to fly, done all she can to help me fly.
Before, I didn’t realize how out of control I was – of my life, of my destiny, of my world, and of the world around me. I did not realize how little, we as people, have control of. I didn’t realize how very young I was compared to how old I felt.
I did not realize it Before. Not until After did I understand life makes us no promises. I did not realize that nothing last forever – not really. In my wide-eyed, naiveté I did not realize the fragility of life and of people – not really. I didn’t understand (truly understand) that strongest of us fall. That othing last forever.
That came into sharp focus on November 14, 2014.
In September 2014, I was 24-years-old and over 300 pounds. I wasn’t happy, but I wasn’t miserable. I was cute, but I was safe. I was the funny one, the extrovert, the wingman to skinnier, prettier friends. I was comfortable. I was invisible. I was fun in social situations. I could laugh at myself – or lash out if I needed to.
I had job I enjoyed, family and friends I loved, and I had just started graduate school. My life was going somewhere. I was going somewhere.
My heart was shattered on September 28, 2014. My father was rushed to the hospital for pneumonia. Or so I thought.
“I have lung cancer,” he told me. His voice shook in a very un-Frank Meyer way. But cancer is not something that would happen to my family. It would only happen to others less fortunate than I. By the time he died sex weeks later, we knew it had spread to his brain and his bones. He had one treatment and never got out of bed.
I did not realize before the black, acidic six-letter word left his mouth how out of control I was. Not until I was helping my 62-year-old mother care for my dying father in home hospice. Not until I watched him deteriorate of the course of 6 weeks, while attending school at night and working full-time. Not until finally watching him die 3 days after my 25th birthday. Not until I heard the faceless ghosts leave my home with the shell of what used to be my father in a bag at eleven at night. Not until I truly lost what was important – something I could never get back – did I understand.
Before my world was pulled from under me I had considered weight loss surgery, though never seriously.
Monday, December 29th, 2014, I had my first appointment.
“I want you to fly,” my mother told me. But I was too fat to fly.
Because even in grief, I was furious with my father. He was my rock, my constant – but he was not a healthy person. He ate poorly his entire life and he smoked for forty years (two thirds of his). Even today, I am hurt and angry that for eleven years of my life he chose to slowly kill himself.
At no point did he look at me – his daughter and only child – and think I was worth more than these choices? Did the food and the cigarettes mean more to him than I did?
Rationally, I understand my dad did not abandon me. But he is not here.
Rationally, I understand that I am now 26, an adult and in control of my future. But there are times when I am 5 years old and begging him to come back.
My father was 66 when he passed. I never thought of 33 as being middle-aged.
At 25, I was not going to by middle-aged at 12.
July 20, 2015 I had gastric sleeve surgery.
There are things in this world worth fighting for. My own health is work fighting for. My own happiness is worth fighting for.I am worth fighting for
“I want you to fly,” my mother told me. And I know now my feet will never touch the ground again.

Walking
sleeping
Thirsty
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Day 1 Surgery Day

Woke up feeling sore but fine overall. Had very dry mouth and the swabs were quite helpful. Slept most of the day (hadn't slept the night before). Pain pump came in handy. Had my first "meal" late afternoon consisting of 1oz of Water to be consumed over a 1 hour period. 1 oz?! Made me laugh but I did as I was told. Later that evening I was given a clear liquid tray for dinner. 4 oz broth and a sugar free Jello to be consumed in whichever order I wanted, with a one hour wait period in between. The broth was too salty. The Jello was some awesome berry flavor I've never seen in stores. I finished both. Played with the call nurse button, walked around the hospital floor periodically doing the macarena, watched My 600 lb Life. Slept. The only weird thing of note was that i never felt like i had to pee but I frequently asked for help to the bathroom anyway and peed plenty each time. Yay for IV fluids.

Day 2

Was hoping to go home but my blood count was oddly low so they kept me around for a second night. Had my first shake, 8 oz Carnation Instant Breakfast. chocolate. I was told to consume the whole thing over a one hour period. That wasn't a problem. Began getting bored. Played on my tablet, watched more TV, texted people on my phone, slept more. That night they turned off the pain pump and switched me to oral meds. Back to sleep!

Day 3

Woke up to the joyous news that my blood count was back to normal and I could go home that day. Notified my ride to come get me that afternoon. They gave me another shake which again I had to drink over a 1 hour period. Again, no problem. Got dressed (i wore pajama bottoms and a sweat shirt to the hospital and back) and physical therapy came in with a bag of neat post-surgery goodies like a sock taker-offer and a sock putter-onner.. a really long shoe horn.. a reacher (which I still use for grabbing stuff off high shelves - genius!) .. a cute pillow with diagrams of sleeve, bypass, and lapband on it.. a pill cutter.. and the breathy thinger they make you use while you're there and want you to keep using when you go home. Nurse wheeled me out, I got in the getaway car, and home I went!! (after a stop at Rite Aid to fill my script).

Day 4

Weighed myself to find that I had GAINED 10 pounds in the hospital!! Nearly fainted. I mean I knew I would gain a little from the IV fluids but never expected 10 whole pounds!! Geez I had some serious peeing to do!!! Spent most of the day on the sofa watching movies. Popped pain pills. Got up to pee a lot. Drank a couple of shakes and as much water/crystal light as I could, plus my Vitamins and Calcium, and sf popsicles and jello.

Day 5

I was bored of lying around. Made my aunt take me to the mall. Spent the afternoon trying on clothes and buying stuff that was way too small for me (Most of it fits now!)

As you can probably tell, my recovery was pretty easy. I was able to wean off the pain meds fairly quickly. The lack of solid food got old fast however and I was hungry. Fully aware that I had just had major surgery I needed to heal from, I didn't cheat like so many seem to do around here (nutheads), but rather went completely by the book. By the end of the first week at home, I had dropped the 10lbs of bonus Water weight plus another 10lbs. I was off and running. And couldn't wait for the end of week 2 so I could dive head first into a 4oz dish of cottage cheese. Best cottage cheese ever!
Good Luck!!

ps. I was absolutely terrified going into this surgery. Turned out I was terrified clearly for no reason. It really was a breeze. Don't sweat it!

I am having it at Robert Wood Johnson. Surgery was postponed though until 7/7 as my surgeon will be out of the country.

I have had two previous surgeries-one for burst appendix and one for hernias. I remember putting press and seal over my bandages. It worked really well.

I don't like Quest either. I like Power Crunch. They are around $1.50 each on Amazon and taste like a wafer cookie.

June 8! Nervous and excited
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I got my surgery date last week--on my birthday!! Yeah-June 7th!! This is my gift to me from me....a new beginning for a new way of life! I am so excited, and as the time draws closer, I expect to feel some apprehension--maybe.... Getting people trained to cover for me at work is my biggest headache right now. (You;d think I was going on a 6 week cruise!)

This is my first time on something like this. My surgery date is June 16th. I am so nervous and excited at the same time!!
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I am scared too. I have all these things just rushing through my mind mostly what if I fail? Stuff like that.

June 8th is my big day!
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my surgery is June 6th! scared out of my mind!

I am scheduled June 13th. Just got the call today insurance approved everything covering 100%. Bring on the new me ????
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Hello,
I'm almost there as well. I have AETNA which requires a 3 month waiting period. I completed my psych eval, and exercise assessment this week. My 3rd NUT class is June 3 and my EDG is scheduled for June 7, with my last class being July 8. I'm hoping to get scheduled for the end of July or the beginning of August. sleep apnea and cardiologist tests were done by my PCP before referring me to bariatric surgeon. Was diagnosed with severe sleep apnea, but was a candidate for surgery without it due to my BMI. My insurance requires 3 month of nutrition classes, sleep apnea, cardiologist, psych eval, exercise assessment and clearance letter from PCP which are all done. After next week all requirements will be done except my last NUT class.

Hello,
I just got my surgery date of June 17, 2016 to be sleeved, after a very long process. Now I am getting nervous, am I CRAZY?