I was just thinking in the spirit of the month upon us that we should have a thread to be able to tell our scariest stories. Those stories that relate to our band or weight however. Since it gets brought up all the time but just in a different way, I thought one place to be able to read them would be good. Maybe it's the time your doctor told you if you didn't lose weight you would never see your child graduate or maybe it was a time you had a stuck episode followed by a panic attack. Hopefully this will help some people that maybe feel they were alone when whatever happened or that scary moment has only ever happened to them.

Like many of us I had went with my cousin , her kids, mine and my brother to Disneyland, and everything was going great I have a bad back with degenerated, deterring discs , and I am almost 50 so I said while I can get on the rides let's go , needless to say I got on one ride and had to get right back off cause I was to big for their safety bar to close and it wasn't a fast ride either , so that was kind of scary , to know that I couldn't fit in a ride or the thought that I would have to walk with a cane the rest of my life just to hold my weight up, how ever I no longer walk with a cane and I can move quicker than I used to.

Honestly? My scariest story is me the day of my surgery. I don't EVER want to go back to being that huge.

The picture on the left is the day of my Lap Band surgery. The picture on the right is of my daughter and I together in the pants I was wearing in the left picture. 228 pounds lost.

My "horror story" is the before picture.

Thank you guys for sharing. I actually have a couple.

My scariest was one day when I couldn't get to my son fast enough to keep him from getting hurt. Still haunts me.

My second scariest was when my doc told me if I don't get my weight and acid reflux under control I may no longer have an esophagus.

Thirdly, when I could tell people didn't trust me in my career because I didn't look like a "do'er". I must have just looked lazy.

For me the scariest point came when I knew that I no longer had control over my body. My heart rate and my blood pressure were out of control. I kept popping all these pills in my mouth praying that they would make me “feel better”.

I’d have heart palpitations, and severe migraines from the high blood pressure. I would rush to the doctor’s office feeling sick and like I was about to die! There were days I would pray that I could walk from my office to my car at the end of the day without my heart exploding in my chest. The pain in my head would be screaming by the time I reached the car and there were days I wasn’t sure I could drive the 30 miles home.

There was no magic potion in those doctor prescribed pills, they didn’t have the answers for me. I was in pain all the time, my hormones were so screwed up my ovaries were creating tumors so large they were grapefruit sized. I was in so much pain I had to be rushed to the hospital several times for several different surgeries.

One day the nightmare ended and I woke up, and realized that it was time for me to take control of my life! Stop covering it up with fancy clothes that cost way too much to buy in my ever increasing size, enough to masking the symptoms with doctor visits and medication! It was time to get a tool and finally take back the control of my life!

Last year after 6 years I finally said I do to my husband and put a band around my finger as a symbol of my commitment to him, and this year I said I do to myself and put a band around my belly as a symbol of my commitment to a life of health and happiness!

Debbie I completely understand. Makes me think something. What's scary is not only our quality of life but that of our children as well. I grew up in a situation where my father always worked. I hated it. He never had time for my brother or I. My father has passed on now and it still bothers me that any time I think of my early child that my father was always too busy for me. So how scary is this? To think that one day our children could say "mom/dad never did (blank) with me cause they were too fat"

The scariest thing that has happened to me is that my ex-husband got killed at work in 10/2010. I have been remarried for almost 10 years, but it scared me because I'm the only parent my kids have. (Now 23, 22 & 15).

Part of the reason I did this surgery is because I didn't want to leave them without somebody. (I have other family, but it's not the same). Because of his death I feel a big responsibility as a parent.

I told the anesthesiologist when he put me under to take good care of me because my ex husband died and I'm all my kids have left - he said I would be fine - I was tearing up when I went to sleep. I hope to be around a long time!

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The scariest thing that has happened to me is that my ex-husband got killed at work in 10/2010.

Part of the reason I did this surgery is because I didn't want to leave them without somebody.

I told the anesthesiologist when he put me under to take good care of me because my ex husband died and I'm all my kids have left -

(((HUG)))

having trouble wiping my butt that had its own zip code...

and if that wasnt scary, i dont know what is

having trouble wiping my butt that had its own zip code...

and if that wasnt scary, i dont know what is

Well good thing I saw THAT ^^^^ in the morning, cuz I can't sleep even if I get a nano-second glance at ANYTHING associated with that movie if its like 4 or 5 hours to bedtime. LoL

Well good thing I saw THAT ^^^^ in the morning, cuz I can't sleep even if I get a nano-second glance at ANYTHING associated with that movie if its like 4 or 5 hours to bedtime. LoL