What was the final thing that you encountered that made you say this is enough? I have had numerous.

1. Leaving a wife and 2 sons, Husbandless and fatherless.

2. Not being able to get on amusement park rides with my sons.

3. Not being able to take my wife to a concert, because i could not fit in a seat.

4. Avoiding restuarant,movie theaters and sports complexes with tiny seats.

For me, walking through a a department store and some little child looking at me like im a alien had to be one the hardest things.

Respectfully,

Joe

Yes. Surgery date was on September 30th. I am down 55 lbs.

Good job!!!!

I think my aha was my mom telling me I had such a pretty face. I live 2000 miles away for a reason. 14 days and 20lbs. You rock Cherri!!!

I have had surgery on my right knee 4 yrs back. I started to steadily gain weight and I was feeling it. Then I started to avoid pictures because of how awful I looked. I couldn't hike with my husband or do alot of playing with ny kids. I hated being out of breathe all the time. Not being able to find clothes that fit. So many things added up and I couldn't do it anymore. I could go on with more but I think you got the point

Edited January 14, 201610 yr by jboys83

I have just started walking this path. I have tried a couple diets but stopped them after a couple months. The thought of after I lose this weight what is to keep me from gaining it all back kept me from being able to do them with any amount of success.

I'm 6'1" and my current weight is around 360. I take a pill for blood pressure and one to get my good cholesterol up. 2014 I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes. Not high enough to warrant meds, the doctor asked me to cut my sugar intake and come back in 6 months. I cut the sugar but missed the appointment. A year later did the same blood test and the sugar was low enough that the diagnosis was no longer needed.

Overall I'm doing well. However; my right ankle and Knee both give me problems. The ligaments around my ankle are so week that I can turn / twist my ankle walking across a smooth surface. It just gives out. By extension, this is now causing problems with my knee. I know at some point I will need replacement surgery on either or both, but my current weight is not helping either.

But ultimately there were a few things that have influence my decision.

1. A very close friend of mine, through high school and college died of a heart attack about 2 or 3 years ago. He was in the army, was healthy and very fit. Did all the things your supposed to do to be healthy. He was in OTC and died of a massive heart attack. The doctors on base where never able to determine the cause.

2. Another friend of mine, pretty much the opposite of the previous (more like me) was driving home one night, had a heart attack and lost control of his car. Crashed and died instantly.

3. My step son got married last year. There where photos of course. I knew I was a big guy, but did not realize how big until I saw the photos after the wedding. I realized then that I needed to do something or I would end up in a much worse situation or dead.

During the last year or so I've also been going through a divorce. Not nasty by any means, but my EX would not sign off on the paperwork; unlike others I know that have gone through similar situations, I ate more and gained weight because of the anxiety of getting this done with.

I'll be seeing my Doctor next month for refills on my meds and I plan on bringing up the Sleeve with him while I am there. I need help and I need to loose weight and I can't do it on my own. My Ex had the RNY done 4 years ago, so I am a little more prepared for some of what may happen after the surgery.

I'm ready to start this new journey, i just hope I can get the go ahead from my doctor. I'm ready for a better future.

There are lots of "straws" but the final STRAW THAT BROKE THE CAMELS BACK? My husband died unexpectedly at the young age of 56. He wasn't sick, no high blood pressure, good blood work that I know of. He had sleep apnea and was overweight, and we always talked about both needing to do something about our weight. But we didn't "do something: quick enough - and he died of a massive heart attack. I am heartbroken at losing him. and I feel panicked that I, too, might miss out on watching my precious granddaughters grow up. They are 2 and 4 years old, and I am determined to get healthier. I need help, though, so am working on approval for the sleeve.

This has been a good thread; thanks for posting that question, and for all the responses. I am inspired, and encouraged about my decision.

@@ssguthrie Sorry for your loss. Good for you for becoming more determined and motivated, rather than wallowing in self-pity. I know very well that, after the death of a loved one, it can be hard to find the strength and will to go on at all, much less try to make improvements in your life. So it is awesome and inspiring that you are determined to better yourself and be there for you grandkids.

When I got the insulin pump. I hated it. My doctor said only way he knew to get the pump off was to lose weight. He said 80 to a 100 pounds. I thought how can that be possible with no thyroid and 53 years old. He said the WLS. I am 7 weeks out and still have the pump but instead of 200 units I am at 24 to 40 units a day. I hope the pump comes off soon.

Praying you come off all your medicines Belize3456

Thank you.

Airplane ride where a lady asked if she could be moved because "I was too fat, and she could not but the arm rest down" though she did not ask me to put it down I would have. But I cried all the way to Canada from Chicago.

Man, people suck.

I know they really do. It's like hello have you had no home training.

My knee gave out, I fell and cracked some ribs. I couldn't get up, it was at a party, I was so embarrassed, it took 2 big guys to get me up. That was my last straw.. But I've been looking into surgery for the last 2 years, sick of fat pictures, sick of not being able to walk far before out of breath, sick of clothes shopping in plus sizes, just plain sick of looking and feeling fat and tired.. Sleeved on 11/30 very excited about my changes so far ????

My last straw was falling down at my brother-in-law's funeral. It was the first time I'd worn heels (short ones, at that) since gaining more weight, and I couldn't keep my balance on the grass. I fell down, and even with two people helping me, I could not get up. I spent the entire graveside service sitting on the ground. Afterward, I had to get on all fours in my dress and stand up like a toddler. It was humiliating, and I felt horrible for causing a scene for my husband and family.

Becoming diabetic along with HBP I wanted to be here a long time for my son.....on the negative side, eating dinner in the room because I had a verbally unsupportive husband who thought it was being "truthful" to call other people fat.