I have asked alot of us banders what REALLY scared most of us before we had our surgery. And without a doubt, the response that I have gotten has been, "I was REALLY scared or totally bummed that I would not ever be able to gorge myself again".

When I tell people that are not obese this, their first reaction is to giggle or laugh. But when I tell obese people about my little survey, they almost always agree.

So, whats thinks you? My good friends that I have come to know on this great forum. Did you have the same fears? If not, then what were your fears pre band?

I didn't add that to my reply to this thread, BUT OMG YES, I too have ALWAYS been scared of not making it through a surgery and especially weight loss surgery. That too was a fear. Thank God I came through and am having GREAT success with my band. I LOVE MY BAND and God for giving someone the brains to invent it.

Oh my gosh, now that you post this, I think I did worry most about, "What? I can't drink an extra large Baja Blast from Taco Bell anymore? What will I do at my favorite pizza buffet too???" That's really sad. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to be a pig anymore.

I will add though, with any surgery I have, I've always really worried about dying on the table. That's just me though. lol

Thanks for this interesting perspective!

Failure was my biggest fear prior to surgery. I educated myself on the band and what to expect, as well as what I could do before hand to get ready.

But going through all this and the thought of feeling good and going forward than having it all trashed with failure (this has been a typical cycle) was very scary.

Doc says I'm doing really well and ahead of schedule (their schedule I"m guessing) My first fill is the 19th of January and so far so good.

Honestly, my biggest fear was that I wouldn't be able to eat one of my favorite things "steak". I have not found that to be a problem as long as it's cooked medium and I chew small pieces. I haven't had many problems with many foods and I'm pretty restricted.

This! Steak and asparagus were two things someone mentioned at the first information seminar I ever went to. That was so disappointing to me - my two favorites foods ever! I was honestly going to let it hold me back from having the band.:sneaky:

I have had no problems with steak (cooked & eaten properly) or asparagus.

The anesthesia thing was a big scary thing for me. My daughter already lost her father many years ago. I was incredibly scared that something would happen to me and she'd be left with no parents. I kept telling myself "millions of people have surgery every day and nothing happens."

I am being banded in a few weeks and my fear is complications. I'm affraid of leaks and infections. I hope that when I meet with the doctor he will help me with these issues I'm having. I'm not affaid of dying because if I don't do something the weight is going to slowly kill me....

Great Topic! My surgery is scheduled for March 18th (submitting next week to BCBS MA) and I am afraid of SO many things...

1) I guess I should start with not getting approved. I have a date and I am so mentally prepared for this, I would be devastated if the news wasn't good. I meet all of the qualifications, however, so I'm trying to remain optimistic.

2) With PCOS and a lower BMI, what if it just doesn't work for me?

3) Will I REALLY be able to hide this from friends, (some) family, and co-workers?

4) Fear that I will have success, but will just hate the band because of the lifestyle changes. I can deal with counting calories, exercise, and smaller portions. I CANNOT wrap my brain around never being able to eat a sandwich again. The carbonation scares me too, particularly beer. How can I go to Fenway Park and not have a beer? The thought of PBing scares the living daylight out of me!

With all that said, I am so excited to get out of this body - to turn heads again, to not be on three prescription medications, to breathe better, to feel like going out with my friends again, to reverse the damage I did to my body over the last seven years, to live the life a 25 year-old should live.