For me...a bunch of things....

I stopped allowing myself to be photographed, didn't want to see.

Couldn't fit on a harness/strap in ride at Great Adventure,was humiliating.

Able to eat a medium extra cheese pepperoni pizza all by myself.

A snack, became a whole bag or box of chips or cookies + 2 liter soda.

I lost interest in sex and felt embarassed for my hubby to be seen w/me.

I started buying a size 30/32.....my biggest ever.

I was getting close to 300 on the scale....289 my biggest ever.

Sciattica had gotten worse coming on more often.

I stopped taking diet pills.

I stopped going out with my girl friends.

I started anti-depressants.

etc etc etc...and this is why I look forward to my new bander life!

I can just look in the mirror at the store and know--then know why my lap band is less than 3 weeks away....

Wow, some things said in this thread really hit home to me as well. I think people like me as I am generally a positive person, but I'm sick to death of being the "safe" girl to be around because my weight makes me non-threatening to men's significant others! I don't intend to be a homewrecker ever, but I'd like to be trusted because of my good character, not because my fatness takes me completely out of the game.

I run away from cameras and old friends, too!

My knees and back hurt and I'm tired all the time.

And I'd love to wear heels again some day and not be in severe pain and look like a pig on stilts.

ENOUGH.

Interesting going over this thread. A lot of old friends gone........

I had all the usual reasons for getting it done, but the deciding factor for me was watching a documentary about obesity and hearing the statistic that of all the people that lose substantial amounts of weight, only 4% will keep that weight off. I just knew I would never be one of that 4%. I had already lost and regained much weight a couple of times and I knew I needed extra help.