This is weird. My blog has only been up for an hour and 12 people have seen it. I forgot something: I'm considering getting bariatric surgery. I've tried to lose weight every which way and nothing has worked. Dumbledore & I went to a bariatric surgery seminar last week. It was in a classroom type room at the hospital. Lots of fat people. The chairs (wisely) didn't have arms. No snacks, shich was probably a god thing.
The (skinny) surgeon made it all sound clean and medical. Not too scary. I wonder if he secretly laughs at al the fat people in the audience? He says: "obesity is a disease. A disease we don't really understand. Very few people are permanently helped through diet and weight loss alone. Most people eventually need some medical intervention to lose weight." I was really skeptical until the four women who had just had the surgery in the last several weeks spoke. They were all really happy with it. One woman was almost exactly my weight, 237 # (I can only say that because of the anonymity!) and lost about 75# in a few weeks post-surgery. She was wearing a halter top which she couldn't pull off, but it was exciting to see that she thought she could. You just know she was the type of women who, before the surgery, would never have considered a halter top.
When my parents were here, my mother snidely confided that my cousin Elaine got a gastric bypass. She said it in just about he same tone she'd use if Elaine had got an abortion or had a condom full of heroin removed from her gut. I know it's dumb, but the thought of my family members saying, "the Faygelah is getting bariatric surgery because he couldn't control his appetite" just grates on my last nerve.
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