someone at work has been saying that she wants to have the surgery but her doc won't let her. and she's been thinking and saying to me how easy it looks. and how it'll just come off her and she'll have no problems.
i FINALLY got through to her. that this is a lifelong thing. that i may be doing fabulously well, but i know people who have failed on this, who are dead, who have been nearly dead, who are disabled from the surgery. and one person who has to have it reversed. and that there has to be a commitment to exercise and controlling one's food intake.
and she FINALLY woke up and said "maybe i should try somethiing else first."
How I wish I could Peachie, how I wish I could! Since I can't, I pester my DH to come up with the "I love my wife so much I discovered the 'she can eat anything at any time and weigh 120#" pill. Instead he is spending all his time with antidepressants; he keeps that up and I may need those soon!
she's the receptionist at work. not a real bright bulb. but for crying out loud... during the GREAT UNPEELED PEACHES AND NECTARINES throwing up marathon [30 hours, for those of you who may have forgotten or not known] she sat at the reception desk AND WATCHED ME RUN BACK AND FORTH TO THE BATHROOM!!! AND COUNTED!!!! What did she think i was doing??? avoiding my evil ***** boss?????
she SEES me being very careful about what i eat. and she KNOWS that i'm not there until 10 am because i won't give up or rearrange my exercise schedule.
all i can think of is that her uncontrolled diabetes has affected her brain???????????
she says that she's only about 60 pounds overweight, so even with her comorbidities, she wouldn't qualify. and i think her doc knows that she has eating issues big time!!!
Lol, Peach! I was going to say something about the episode that landed Jiff back in the hospital, wasn't it? The huge wad of 'something or other' that WOULDN'T DIE! (omg - those posts were priceless. I wish I'd kept them)