My Pre-surgery whirlwind

My pre-surgery whirlwind started from the second I attended the compulsory seminar. Just when I had my head around everything and a better understanding of the lap band I was handed a book that my bariatric centre publishes.

I got home that evening after the seminar and went straight to bed and read the book from cover to cover in 3 hours. Then I read it again. I had a restless nights sleep and tossed and turned from sheer excitement. I hadn't felt like this for so many years. I had something to really look forward to. That "something" was LIFE.

The next morning I rang The Bariatric Centre and made the next step, I made my appointment. Thankfully I only had a 2 week wait until I got to see my surgeon.

So the day came and I was so anxious yet excited about visiting my surgeon. I walked into the centre and before I could take my next breathe I was put into a room and a nurse introduced herself to me but she was talking so fast that I couldn't recall her name. This nurse took my blood pressure, weighed me etc and then sent me out to the waiting room. It was all so fast and sadly I have to say a tad methodical for my liking. I felt extremely rushed and I was so afraid of asking her what my weight and BMI was. Maybe she was having a bad day?

Anyways, I took a seat and patiently waited my turn. A few moments later my surgeon called my name out. I was called into his room and the second he introduced himself to me I just knew I had made the right decision.

We spent the next half hour laughing uncontrollably and in fits of hysterical laughter. We got along like a house on fire and I liked the fact that my surgeon was a funny bastard.

We then went into the real purpose of my visit and I basically told him that I had a weight problem which was due to my insatiable and unappeasable appetite that I could not control and "diet and exercise" wasn't helping me. My surgeon told me my weight was at 120 kilos with a BMI of 44. I was gob-smacked from sheer embarrassment. My surgeon sensed this and made me feel so comfortable and it was almost like my BMI and weight were perfectly normal.

He then went into the pros and cons and said that he believed I would be a good candidate. He then drew on my stomach and showed me exactly where my port would be and where he was going to go in. We then discussed fees and hospitals that he could perform the procedure and answered my million and one questions. He walked me out and told me that his receptionist would send out dates and all the relevant paperwork .

I walked to my car in tears of joy. The feeling was just overwhelming. I was getting a life. I was going to get MY life back.