Believe me, I'm just as confused as you are. Well, let me tell you why I ask this question that I would never think would come up.
Last night, I saw on Facebook that my sister, Angela, had this "different" picture on their, so I went on to see her album from her visit to Miami Beach
(She has time to go to Miami Beach, but not to come and see her sister??)
Anyway, well, my mother and I were looking at my incredibly fashionable sister and how she managed to get a tattoo of an "A" on her shoulder....wow. So let me back up a minute, or rather a day. On the 26th, it was my 18th birthday....yes, I know. You forgot. bwahhahahah!! Just playing. Anyway, but I decide to call my aunt down in the country to see how she was doing and to tell her about my birthday and upcoming graduation. I talked to her and I told her everything, 18th birthday, graduation, surgery. She really loved the idea that I'm getting the surgery, I had forgotten that she had gotten the lap band a week before I went down there for the terrible week. So the fact that I am getting that surgery, is amazing to her. I wanted to talk to my father, but she got off the phone quickly, which doesn't happen unless she's busy.
Okay, back to original story! So I called the house, and he answered, so I'm like, Hey Daddy! You know me, being retarded and all. So he starts talking to me and then surgery comes up. He's getting ankle surgery soon and there is something wrong with his heart. Honestly, not a surprise, I guess that's why my reaction was so small. Then he preceeded to tell me that he just finished his first four months of his trial for HIS gastric-bypass........whoa.
I'm getting surgery too! Who woulda thunk??
The reason why I bring this up: Hell, I'm not even sure my own self. All I know is that it is quite interesting to have a father and daughter having the same surgery.
Think on that, and get back to me :)
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
The Seminar at Duke
Hey guys!
So yesterday, my mom and I went up to Duke Medical Center to go to the seminar if you are interested/going to have weight-loss surgery. What is so funny about this is that it was told to us that it was going to last from 3-5. We only have one car right now, and we all had to haul ass to get to Durham before 3. So we barely made it, and we got to the front desk and the receptionist tells us that it was a typo and it was actually from 4-6! OH EM GEE! I was starving, and we could have gotten something to snack on instead of raising our blood pressure to get there. We went inside of the room and we weren't the only ones that were told the wrong time. There were roughly about 10 other people there waiting and reading the packet that was offered at the front and the bottle of water. What was such a sure indication that this was a place of morbidly obese people, were the chairs. Oh my goodness, the chairs was so wide. I mean, I wasn’t complaining about it. It was really comfortable to sit in for an hour. My mom and I went over the packet that they provided us to read. You know, they have to tell you EVERYTHING to avoid a crazy huge lawsuit that could potentially kill them. The packet essentially said that there are two options for weight-loss surgery: Laposocially (or however it’s spelled) and Gastrically (there’s another name for it, but I forgot it) They said that if you get the first option, it’s easier and it’s like if you are 100-150 pounds overweight, you should get it. If you are like 200 pounds overweight (like me) you should get a gastric bypass. I figured as much that I was going to end up getting the gastric way. But who knows, it might change later. Once it got nearer to 4:00, more people came in. My mother was talking to a woman for like half an hour. She’s always like that, such a social butterfly, she is. So finally the doctor came in and started to show the PowerPoint slide explaining everything that was in the packet. I didn’t have any question, b/c everything had been answered. Mom asked if you had to be monitored according to your insurance provider (Medicaid) and the doctor said that other than Blue Cross/Blue Shield of North Carolina; most insurance providers will require you to go through a six-month monitoring phase where you would have a psychiatrist, nutritionist, and other good things. I silently cursed it, b/c I just wanted to have the surgery now, and I know that’s not it’s going to happen. Deep down, I’m glad because I really don’t know how to be healthy and I need to learn. When I get the surgery and come out and still eat the way that I do, then it will kill me. Oh no, I’m not having that. So, I’m just going to do the six-month period and it will fly by so fast! By the time I will look up, I’ll be in the office for the determining meeting. That’s when your doctor, your surgeon, and your psychiatrist sit down and plan out the day when your surgery takes place. The doctor said that the patients that she had that meeting with today will get their surgery around July and August. That’s awesome, b/c then it will only take a month to get myself prepared! At earliest, it will happen in December or January, and at the latest it will be in February-March. We got the application as we were leaving the center and this weekend mom and I will fill it out.
Step one is now complete.
So yesterday, my mom and I went up to Duke Medical Center to go to the seminar if you are interested/going to have weight-loss surgery. What is so funny about this is that it was told to us that it was going to last from 3-5. We only have one car right now, and we all had to haul ass to get to Durham before 3. So we barely made it, and we got to the front desk and the receptionist tells us that it was a typo and it was actually from 4-6! OH EM GEE! I was starving, and we could have gotten something to snack on instead of raising our blood pressure to get there. We went inside of the room and we weren't the only ones that were told the wrong time. There were roughly about 10 other people there waiting and reading the packet that was offered at the front and the bottle of water. What was such a sure indication that this was a place of morbidly obese people, were the chairs. Oh my goodness, the chairs was so wide. I mean, I wasn’t complaining about it. It was really comfortable to sit in for an hour. My mom and I went over the packet that they provided us to read. You know, they have to tell you EVERYTHING to avoid a crazy huge lawsuit that could potentially kill them. The packet essentially said that there are two options for weight-loss surgery: Laposocially (or however it’s spelled) and Gastrically (there’s another name for it, but I forgot it) They said that if you get the first option, it’s easier and it’s like if you are 100-150 pounds overweight, you should get it. If you are like 200 pounds overweight (like me) you should get a gastric bypass. I figured as much that I was going to end up getting the gastric way. But who knows, it might change later. Once it got nearer to 4:00, more people came in. My mother was talking to a woman for like half an hour. She’s always like that, such a social butterfly, she is. So finally the doctor came in and started to show the PowerPoint slide explaining everything that was in the packet. I didn’t have any question, b/c everything had been answered. Mom asked if you had to be monitored according to your insurance provider (Medicaid) and the doctor said that other than Blue Cross/Blue Shield of North Carolina; most insurance providers will require you to go through a six-month monitoring phase where you would have a psychiatrist, nutritionist, and other good things. I silently cursed it, b/c I just wanted to have the surgery now, and I know that’s not it’s going to happen. Deep down, I’m glad because I really don’t know how to be healthy and I need to learn. When I get the surgery and come out and still eat the way that I do, then it will kill me. Oh no, I’m not having that. So, I’m just going to do the six-month period and it will fly by so fast! By the time I will look up, I’ll be in the office for the determining meeting. That’s when your doctor, your surgeon, and your psychiatrist sit down and plan out the day when your surgery takes place. The doctor said that the patients that she had that meeting with today will get their surgery around July and August. That’s awesome, b/c then it will only take a month to get myself prepared! At earliest, it will happen in December or January, and at the latest it will be in February-March. We got the application as we were leaving the center and this weekend mom and I will fill it out.
Step one is now complete.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
First Consultation
Hey all!
So today, I was supposed to go to Duke Medical Center to have seminar consultation for the gastric bypass surgery that I am supposed to have. I really don't know how to feel about it honestly. I really want to lose weight so I can be liked better, but I don't want to risk myself for surgery. I have seen many success stories, but then I heard of some that were not so lucky. I mean, to have surgery at age 18 for morbid obesity.....that's bad. The one thing that is weighing over me in favor of the surgery is the chance to live. I don't think that people really know how hard it is for obese people to live and function in society properly, especially with this size 2 world. Like I was watching the Devil Wears Prada and thinking to myself that Miranda would never hire me b/c I was big. Big isn't fashionable. I agree, it's not. It's really the confidence that matters in the long run. If a girl that has a perfect body has low confidence, she can think that she is fat. And well, you know, look at me. I have to be as confident as Mo'Nique to be okay and I know in my heart that she has some issues. Well, like my Conversations in Diversity teacher told us was that you trade one problem in for another.
I wonder if being ridiculed and excluded is a problem I would trade for being happy for a change
So today, I was supposed to go to Duke Medical Center to have seminar consultation for the gastric bypass surgery that I am supposed to have. I really don't know how to feel about it honestly. I really want to lose weight so I can be liked better, but I don't want to risk myself for surgery. I have seen many success stories, but then I heard of some that were not so lucky. I mean, to have surgery at age 18 for morbid obesity.....that's bad. The one thing that is weighing over me in favor of the surgery is the chance to live. I don't think that people really know how hard it is for obese people to live and function in society properly, especially with this size 2 world. Like I was watching the Devil Wears Prada and thinking to myself that Miranda would never hire me b/c I was big. Big isn't fashionable. I agree, it's not. It's really the confidence that matters in the long run. If a girl that has a perfect body has low confidence, she can think that she is fat. And well, you know, look at me. I have to be as confident as Mo'Nique to be okay and I know in my heart that she has some issues. Well, like my Conversations in Diversity teacher told us was that you trade one problem in for another.
I wonder if being ridiculed and excluded is a problem I would trade for being happy for a change
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