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my most embarassing moment(s) in my journey
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Okay, you guys are so funny I feel pretty safe telling my lapband introduction story. I found out my surgery would be covered by insurance and got an appointment with the Obesity Center at the Hospital I was going to. It was one of those initial appointments, the ones that take your stats and give you information and what to do next. Feeling like I had a new hope I decided to dress nicely and make a good impression and sort of feel good about myself. I put on some nice slacks and a button up blouse with some high heels (not really to high) and off I went.
While I was being interviewed for insurance info, my button popped right off my shirt. The nurse handed it to me. I was so emarassed that all I could think to say was "I want this documented as proof that I need this surgery". We had a little laugh and went on. When I left, a little deflatted from my button experience, my foot got caught in my shoe and I tripped going up the stairs. Good thing I was going up. Everyone asked if I was okay, and I was minus a few more self esteem points.
I went directly to a shopping center, and as I was walking in, my cell phone fell on the ground. Now I'm one of those gals who plays Tennis, at 270, and try's yoga, bike rideing etc. I can certainly bend to pick up something of the floor. I pick up tennis balls all the time. But because I was in high heels, I ofcourse fell over in front of everyone. To top it off I couldn't get up! I had to crawl over to the Water bottle display and crawl up. As everone was waiting for me to move, a little old lady said, "I think your shoes are to high."
I was either going to go back to my car and cry like Lucille Ball or have a good laugh. I called my sister and she laughed so hard, we both laughed. She said this was a sign that I was headed in the right direction for the surgery LOL. Needless to say, not one of my most confident days!