Today at 8:30am I had my final appointment with my surgeon. The first person to see me was the intern and we reviewed everything. She gave me the side eye about gaining 10 pounds since March, but other than a mild case of esophagus something or other I was primed and ready to go. So she folded up her notes and off she went.
Enter BOMB from the left
In walks my surgeon and he says a few things that I can't remember and then he starts in with my esophagus issue. He says a few other things which is making my throat close and then leans way back in the chair. Due to this mild esophagus issue I am no longer a good candidate for the Lap Band. Once the band begins to get tighter my esophagus will begin to close. Essentially causing more issues and blah blah blah. I have no idea what exactly was said cause I went blank around the time I'm no longer a candidate.
At this point I'm doing my best to hold it together. I did wear my big girl pants because I was already expecting to get in trouble over my 10 pound gain. Little did I know he didn't even read that far in my chart. So he continues to talk and I continue to hold back the tears and just when I'm about ready to be mopped up he says that I would be a very successful bypass candidate.
So now I'm blubbering all over the outfit I worked so hard to fit into. I ask him to explain the bypass again so I can understand what's involved. He does but I don't really remember a word of what he said. Thankfully he said I could take a week and call his office with my answer. I try to finish up the conversation with some sort of dignity and assure him that I will let him know what my decision will be.
I'm 38, married and mother to many. I had Gastric Bypass Surgery on Monday, August 23rd, 2010. My current weight as I write this is 203 and my goal is 170. I'm hoping to achieve this through Weight Loss Surgery.