I'm coming up on a year after reaching my goal weight and now the whole process seems like a blurr. I feel great and enjoy things I thought I had given up forever. I like to come on here and offer support and usually try to be straight to the point and "tell it like it is" no holds barred.

Ya know things like......"it's not about the surgery"......you gotta eat right, exercise. That's what counts.

But when I stop to contemplate some of my subconscious thoughts, my deep down realities.....it is sometimes not so all facts and no fantasy.

I know the weight loss is Diet and Exercise. And Effort and determination and work, and changing habits and .....yada yada yada.

The sleeve was just a procedure that helped me "Do it myself" !! Really......is that all it is????

Now that I'm there, I find it is more than that. My sleeve is my Best Buddy.!! It's that little guy that helped me change everything in my life.

that little stomach did it's job and told me enough is enough. That little buddy is gonna be with me the rest of my life. And I owe him a lot.

Funny as it sounds....... when some urge to eat a little more strikes me, I get this feeling if I give in, I'd be hurting my little buddy. I'd be letting him down after he's stuck with me thru this. I know, sounds goofy doesn't it. Well, whatever it is......however I imagine it in my mind..... I don't care.

He's my best little buddy and I'm gonna take care of him.

Not a bad perspective to have at all. Congratulations.

I love this! You take care of your buddy and he takes care of you right back!

I love your story. I get sleeved Dec 9th and Im going to treat my buddy just like you do!

Thanks for sharing!!