I'm just curious about what everyone was thinking the day of surgery on the way to the hospital. I will have rny surgery on the 18th and I'm feeling a little worried. Thinking about my husband and my children and just wondering if this is the right choice. In the back of my mind I know I need this surgery, but it doesnt stop me from being nervous.

Lets get this show on the road!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is the only thought I had! Total anticipation.....

Mine was how much I loved my husband and kids...not forgetting my dog, to which I made my husband make me all sorts of promises regarding how to care for her...and to tell the kids how much I loved them.

Then I thought if I do die, please let it be under aesthetic....lol....I'm a coward and I don't like pain or suffering.

Of course none of the above was necessary....

I was actually not nervous at all. My hubby was with me. I said a prayer and put my faith in God and my trust in my surgeon. It all went well with zero complications.

I hope I don't die.

I hope this is a success and can get off my plethora of prescriptions.

I need to get healthy and this risk is worth it - let's get it over with.

Just gave you three first thoughts.

I was excited about the surgery and anticipated results, along with waiting to see the new me. Faith in God assured me He was in charge and would care for me. My husbands presence and calming words also helped.

I wasn't nervous at all either. I wanted to get it done and move forward

I was very nervous. My husband was afraid that I would die or do some harm to myself. I am the primary wage earner and I also have an eight year old son. My family is my life. I wrote letters to both my son and husband in case of the worse case scenario.

I had been very successful on the two week pre-op diet. I lost 18 pounds -- and while this was wonderful, it left me thinking about why I couldn't lose the weight without doing something as drastic as rearranging my insides. My mind started to really play tricks on me the days leading up to surgery. I was also grieving the loss of my old friend/enemy food.

On the day of surgery, I remember clearly being in the pre-op room and saying to my husband that he was going to love the new me and that our life was going to be so much better. He replied earnestly, "My life is already perfect and I already love the old you!"

It was like a lightbulb went off. My life WASN'T perfect. My blood sugar required two shots and and pills every day. I huffed and puffed walking. I couldn't ride on rides with my little boy -- I couldn't play soccer with the other parents on his team's parent's day. I was watching life -- and perhaps shortening it each day. I told my husband -- and from that point on he has been my biggest supporter. I don't think he realized as a thin person how different life was for me. He just loves me so he didn't think about it.

Truth is, I couldn't have possibly maintained the two week pre-op diet without the surgery. I have been on a million diets and my obsession with food and hunger have always won out. Since the surgery, I have been blessed with a reprieve from constantly thinking about food. I can't express what a gift it is to think normally about eating. I still enjoy food but it doesn't consume me. Best of all, I no longer have insulin injections, no metformin, no sleep apnea/snoring, --- and I can now walk from the parking deck into my job and not be out of breath. I feel like I am literally melting out of a fat prison to a whole new active life.

No doubt it is scary to do such a major elective surgery. Being on the other side, I assure you that it's way scarier that I could have missed out on so much.

I really felt you hit the nail on the head when you said you felt like you were melting out of a fat prison. I have never thought of it that way, but it really is. It holds us hostage and keeps us from living life. Thank you for that perspective. I am still nervous about doing a major surgery to get this weight off, but it has not happened any other way. Waiting on insurance approval now....getting closer. Thanks again for that thought, It is time to be set free.

I am loving all the responses and I am ready for the new me. Just to be able to cross my legs and sit still for a hour without tossing and repositioning myself and being able to run around with my children, oh my! I could go on and on about what I cant wait to do.

Soon there will be no more wondering if the chair will be big enough and strong enough to hold me...

My husband is going to be there with me and he is very supporting. He said if this is what you want to do I will help you as much as I can every step of the way.

Just waiting to be set free.....

Good Luck Delillieflower on your new you!

I, too, had second thoughts on the way to the hospital. I kept thinking "OMG what am I doing?" But underneath that I knew it was the right choice. I want to get healthy and nothing else had worked so far. I do have to say that while in the hospital AFTER the surgery I still had a bit of second thoughts but I'm a month out and that has gone away. And I know it was the best decision I could have made and now I just wish I had done it sooner--before it got this far out of hand! lol

Best of luck to you. You will be awesome!

Lets get this show on the road!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is the only thought I had! Total anticipation.....

Me too! I was always afraid something would happen to prevent the surgery - I'd get sick, lose my job and health insurance, that I wouldn't qualify, or they'd find some health problem that would prohibit surgery. I went to the hospital happy and with anticipation, no dread or fear. And I never regretted it for a single second! :-)

I was very excited and was at peace with myself. As they wheeled me into the surgery room, I closed my eyes and smiled. I don't even remember being sedated.

I had my surgery on 6/25/13. I was excited and nervous. I had lost 40 pounds using MyFitnessPal.com and wondered if I should just keep going with that. I work in the district office of a school district. I made sure all the curriculum was ordered for the fall in case I didn't come back. I had a main/pedi the day before because if I died, I was going out with nice nails! As they were finishing prepping me I remember asking the nurse if they had ever had anybody chicken out at this point! It took guts, but I put my faith in God (and my surgeon and his team) and went forward. BEST THING I EVER COULD HAVE DONE!!!

I have lost a total of 163 pounds. I feel fantastic!! I wish I had done it years ago. Second best decision I ever made - marrying my wonderful, supportive husband is still number 1.