So I finally told my immediate family that I'm getting the surgery. Mom J just gave me some family history I should tell my surgeon but otherwise seemed excited.

Mom K and Dad however... Though they did not have the freakout session I had convinced myself they would have, they are trying to subtly talk me out of it. Mom, went online and is now addressing every possible complication. I address it with them calmly and show I know and understand that complications may arise. My dad keeps bringing up all the people he knows who had WLS (most of which had the band) and how it didn't work for any of them. Sigh.

It's good they care and I'm glad they are not freaking. I've made up my mind, however. I'm ready to move forward with my life.

Happy Easter everyone.

Yeah my aunt thinks I don't need it. It's frustrating because her opinion means a lot to me. I'm still going to go for it though

Yeah my aunt thinks I don't need it. It's frustrating because her opinion means a lot to me. I'm still going to go for it though

Good for you! We have to do what's right for us.

Yep! I'm sick of being a slave to food! And huffing and puffing after walking up the stairs in my apartment...if I didn't need help I wouldn't have been fat for all these years. Happy Easter!