@@Djmohr - Thank you for your kind words. Already I am happily overwhelmed by how welcoming everyone has been. This surgery seems to be an amazing thing. Although I've read a lot about loose skin and other not-so-great things, almost everyone says it's the best thing they've ever done for themselves. I so look forward to changing my life this way also.
@@Cervidae - That eases my mind so much! I am VERY lucky that, besides PCOS, I have no other severe comorbidities. I am not anywhere near diabetic, no sleep apnea, and, if you can believe it, my blood pressure is actually lower than it was when I was 19 and 130lbs lighter. Weird. But the PCOS rages on. I'm right with you on the five o'clock shadow. Spiro was the third medicine I tried that I couldn't name. As you said, none of that even remotely touched the symptoms. If the surgery can relieve even part of that, I will be extremely grateful. And as for all my other relatively good health: I woke up about a week ago and realized that it IS strange and it WON'T last forever. One day there will be something, probably something tiny, that will tip it all over the edge. And that's it. If I am going to do this, I must do it while I am still strong.
I went with my mom to physical therapy a little while ago and saw person after person confined to scooters because of their weight. That scared the hell out of me. When I weighed 330-ish, I was able to walk a couple of miles on the beach one day, then climb up the massive cliff to get back to the car when we were ready to go. Thirty pounds later, I went to a Halloween haunt thing at the Queen Mary and, for the first time in my life, I had to sit down between going through haunted houses because my feet, ankles, knees, and back hurt so badly. Slowly but surely, I'm coming to the tipping point. I need to do this now. Sorry for the rambling. So much is going through my mind right now.