Last night the single most embarrassing thing to happen to me so far on this WLS roller coaster occurred, but I can't stop laughing about it. I hope you enjoy, commiserate, and can share your own stories of mixed embarrassment/hilarity for catharsis' sake.

I asked my wife to take weekly photos of me in only boxers on the day I started my pre-op diet, Jan 22 so I could have a consistent photo, with even time intervals, in the same spot with the same pose/clothes for the duration of weight loss. I'd like to be able to accurately point to where I was on each step of the journey 5 years from now, not to mention compile a stop-motion-style video clip that accurately shows how my body changed, at what rate, etc. You know, is it smooth, are there fits & starts and the like.

Last night was photo number 3. I'm still pre-op (Sx Feb 12, WAHOO), and it hasn't been that long, but I've lost 30 pounds so far (WOW! If only it was linear until my ideal weight, I could be there by July). Having lost so much weight (the equivalent of 1.5 of my son), I was eager to compare photos and see if I could tell a difference. In order to have photos side-by-side on her phone, she had to text them to herself. No big deal.

So I'm holding her phone last night, trying to look at the differences (if any) that I can spot when all of a sudden her phone buzzes and up pops the message: "Please stop sending me photos. I don't know who you are or what you want, but I'm not interested in sexting with you."

I was mortified. Somehow we had entered our own number wrong and sent 3 potentially scandalous photos of a very large, near-naked man to a stranger, or at least we hope it's a stranger. Certainly someone local with our area code.

Thankfully the person was incredibly gracious when we explained what had happened and apologized. So much so that they finished off with "Again, don't worry about it. These things happen. Not that I want you to have to have WLS, but I'm glad it wasn't anything worse for me. Congratulations by the way, you're making a fantastic decision and good luck! If you're willing, keep me posted. I don't know who you are, but I'd love to hear how you're doing in a few months."

I couldn't stop periodically bursting into laughter for several hours thereafter.

What about you? What hilarious stories do you have? Or do you hope/pray will grow funnier as time goes on. Please don't share anything you're not 100% comfortable posting online - I don't want anyone to regret a post, but wow, writing this all down has helped it be funnier for me and eliminated nearly all of the shame-piece.

Take care,

Smye07

Awesome that the person who received the photos ended up being so cool about it! Gotta be nice having a random stranger rooting for you! I can't even imagine how embarrassed I would be if something like that happened. This is why I have my husband take photos with a digital camera, not a phone!

Lol! That cracked me up! It is really nice though when people are so gracious about our mistakes. Good luck to you in the future!

That is an awesome story. Congratulations on a great start!!

I haven't had an embarrassing incident...yet. I really hope that if I do its not as embarrassing as yours!

So...My friend had WLS about a 1 1/2 yrs ago. She was about 6mths into it when this happened.

She was walking down the hall at work with her manager and a co-worker discussing the meeting they were headed to. She always wore skirts to work. In the middle of her sentence her skirt hit the floor! Leaving her there in view of God and everyone in her panties and a sweater. Just for a few seconds....but to her it may as well have been an hour!

She took in all her skirts that night and bought a belt to wear with her slacks

She laughs every time one of us brings it up.

I'm 6mths out now. Don't wear skirts....but I'm shopping for a new belt tomorrow!

HA! @@Bobby46, now THAT was an excellent story. I'll admit, it's also the stuff of my nightmares. I'm having surgery on the 12th and starting the job hunt to become a high school principal at the same time. I can just imagine getting up to leave the interview or introduce myself to students only to inadvertently demonstrate the improper use of a belt right then and there. Here's hoping I manage to avoid that one.