Okay-- for the first time EVER--I was kicked off an amusement ride because I was too fat to have the mechanism lock on me! I went to our local amusement park and decided I would like to ride a new ride they had there. Of course my super skinny marathon runner sister was there, and my skinny sister-in-law was there, and I thought it would be fun to ride a super "scary" ride. I got in the ride (with the help of an assist from my sister-in-law) and then they came and told me that they couldn't lock my seat! I was SOOOOO embaresed(sp) and humiliated that I had to get off the ride! Has this ever happened to anyone? I have children that are 11, 5 and 4 years old, and the prospect of not being able to ride the rides with them is killing me!!! I cried all the way home and had a mini melt-down at home because I couldn't ride that stupid ride. Knowing that I will be getting the lap band in August was a little bit of a help, but it is not helping now!!! Sorry--but I kept thinking all the way home is that the band support system would help me feel better and that one day--maybe even next summer--I would hopefully be able to ride that ride without difficulty!!! Again, has anyone else had this problem, and how did you deal with it?

Thanks for any support!!!!

About a month ago, we went to visit my inlaws in Georgia. They are both fat people, and my partner and I are both fat.

First, when we got on the plane, we were in the row of 3 seats, and this poor skinny man got to the row, looked at us and his face showed this horrible look...like "oh fu**, I have to squeeze in with THEM?" Of course, my seatbelt didn't fit, but I put it in my lap so they wouldn't notice, because I can't admit I need an extender.

Then, we are in Georgia, and go to one of those Chinese all you can eat buffets, and the people in the booth across from us were making comments and turning around to look at us. It was really embarrassing. We were that "OMG fat family". Sigh.

We were going to go to downtown Atlanta, because I have been to Georgia 3 times (Marietta, a suberb of Atlanta) and never seen the downtown. So we had planned to go to the Coke musuem. Well, the in-laws didn't want to go, because they can't walk that far. So that plan ended.

For the plane ride home, we get to our seats, and AGAIN on the row of 3 seats (seriously, I think if a fat couple is traveling together, they should be allowed to switch to the row of 2, so at least you are only crammed in with your SO). What do we see? A very fat man sitting in the third seat. All three of us looked at each other, then looked at the seats, and the man said "well, ask the flight attendant if she has any lard, cause we're gonna need it". So we jammed into the seats, and had the most uncomfortable ride ever.

This is the weekend that broke the camel's back so to speak. A month later, we decided on surgery, and in 13 days we will be getting it.

I can't wait.

This is something that has been deep on my mind the past few weeks. I am part of a "Divisional Council" for the hospital I work at. We are planning a trip to Kings Island to celebrate all we have accomplished so far:clap2: . Now the down fall is...........have I gotten so big that I will not fit into some of the rides.:faint: Am I up to putting myself in this position in front of my coworkers and friends.:help: It would be devistating to have that happen. Strangers I could handle but those I know and work with everyday........:Banane56: . Everytime someone asks me about am I going I say.....it all depends on the finances....:decision: I feel bad for lying but then again.........Please help. What would you do if your were me?