This is kinda of stupid ... really it is.... lol..... ;)
OKay , so I am super excited and inspired and I have decided to make the plunge in to WLS, Specifically DS, I am 26, and I had the opportunity 5 years ago for the lap band at university of Chicago and chickened out, boy im glad i did, but here I am 5 years later fatter then ever and my health is now starting to act up... errr... you see.. before weight loss to be was all cosmetic... I never thought id be sick or have health problems and if i did theyd be years away and i was young.. i have been over weight 21 years of my 26 years of my life.
After I was hospitalized last year 5 times I lay in the bed crying and promised myself I would get the weight off and not live in a long term care facility like my beautiful grandmother who suffered a stroke who took care of me for the last 8 years of my life... just being in a hospital for 3 days was so sad and depressing, so once again I got home, and re-joined weigh****chers, Now ive been on weigh****chers since... thats my question... im only down 13 pounds from one year ago... can anyone tell me if weigh****chers will be concidered twords any of the medically supervised weight loss programs? ive history of it for one year straight im just curious if anyone else has had record of this before seeing a PCP for pre op stuff. I will continue for 6 more months if i have to, but im ready, darnit!
I actually have all kindas of medical records for diet pills and stuff nutritionists going back 10 years since ive been a child i can get copies of, I have a unique situation presented upon me because i just started a new job and have the opportunity to choose between blue cross and aetna insurance plicies and im kinda torn but im geared twords aetna, they never let me down in the past and blue cross and s*rewed me multiple times, even though they are the best, supposedly... can you guys give me your imput... ?
OH, and one more thing!
This is the really stupid thing.....!
really it is....
Did anyone think before they started losing their weight... feeling like theyd be saying goodbye to an old friend.... like theyd miss their "fat" , Its almost sad... its like this little part of you that youve lived with so long.... I dunno... Im kinda sad and its not even gone.... I like the person I am, heavy or thin, but I have never seen myself thin, so I think It might be a little difficult, but i was wondering if anyone else had those thoughts in their head and almost felt like strange ....
please please please give me your thoughts on this,
you guys are my ONLY support... I am not close to my family, and its very difficult for me , I really am glad to have found you, thank you all for the inspiration!
Alex
After I was hospitalized last year 5 times I lay in the bed crying and promised myself I would get the weight off and not live in a long term care facility like my beautiful grandmother who suffered a stroke who took care of me for the last 8 years of my life... just being in a hospital for 3 days was so sad and depressing, so once again I got home, and re-joined weigh****chers, Now ive been on weigh****chers since... thats my question... im only down 13 pounds from one year ago... can anyone tell me if weigh****chers will be concidered twords any of the medically supervised weight loss programs? ive history of it for one year straight im just curious if anyone else has had record of this before seeing a PCP for pre op stuff. I will continue for 6 more months if i have to, but im ready, darnit!
I actually have all kindas of medical records for diet pills and stuff nutritionists going back 10 years since ive been a child i can get copies of, I have a unique situation presented upon me because i just started a new job and have the opportunity to choose between blue cross and aetna insurance plicies and im kinda torn but im geared twords aetna, they never let me down in the past and blue cross and s*rewed me multiple times, even though they are the best, supposedly... can you guys give me your imput... ?
OH, and one more thing!
This is the really stupid thing.....!
really it is....
Did anyone think before they started losing their weight... feeling like theyd be saying goodbye to an old friend.... like theyd miss their "fat" , Its almost sad... its like this little part of you that youve lived with so long.... I dunno... Im kinda sad and its not even gone.... I like the person I am, heavy or thin, but I have never seen myself thin, so I think It might be a little difficult, but i was wondering if anyone else had those thoughts in their head and almost felt like strange ....
please please please give me your thoughts on this,
you guys are my ONLY support... I am not close to my family, and its very difficult for me , I really am glad to have found you, thank you all for the inspiration!
Alex
Welcome,
WW records were used for my diet, it all depends on your insurance.
Some want a Medically supervised diet (i.e.with a doctor or nutritionist).
You'll find out all you will need when you go to a Weight loss surgeon.
Go to your PCP and get a refferal for initial consult, some dr. require you to go to information sessions first, then give you an appointment for consultation
Good luck on your journey
WW records were used for my diet, it all depends on your insurance.
Some want a Medically supervised diet (i.e.with a doctor or nutritionist).
You'll find out all you will need when you go to a Weight loss surgeon.
Go to your PCP and get a refferal for initial consult, some dr. require you to go to information sessions first, then give you an appointment for consultation
Good luck on your journey
Welcome, and I hear ya.
Yes, it is like saying goodbye to the 'fat'. You go through a lot of ups and downs, and then you get past all the milemarkers you hit on previous diets, and you keep going. Its awesome.
Yes, WW should be considered by the DS surgeon, esp if you have so much medically recorded data available, you shouldn't have any trouble. Feel free to ask anyone anything, we are always happy to help and support!
Yes, it is like saying goodbye to the 'fat'. You go through a lot of ups and downs, and then you get past all the milemarkers you hit on previous diets, and you keep going. Its awesome.
Yes, WW should be considered by the DS surgeon, esp if you have so much medically recorded data available, you shouldn't have any trouble. Feel free to ask anyone anything, we are always happy to help and support!
Hi Alex, welcome. you won't regret the DS ever, it's the best thing I ever did for myself. I too had never been "slim" my whole life so I had no frame of reference about how it would feel to look "normal." I was scared of losing my fat security blanket too, I didn't know who I really was under there. All I can say now that I am a regular person is "wow." Let me tell you, life is SO much easier as a normal weight person. And easier in ways you could never even imagine.
Not having to deal with peoples pre-conceived notions about who you are based purely on the way you look, before they even know you. Not feeling asthough you have to be nice to everyone to make them like you. I now have much less time for people I don't really like. Before I lost weight I would go out of my way to make them really like me because I was so insecure about who I was. Now I don't care, if they don't like me, so what?
I had difficulty in seeing myself thin. I had never been thin so when I imagined what I would the look like the best I could picture was me at my previously lowest weight which was still pretty chunky. I look NOTHING like that now, even now I occasionally walk past the mirror and stop, stunned at how I look. It isn't a vanity thing, it's really hard to explain, it's almost asthough the body I see isn't mine. I can't believe it's me in the morror, it's like looking at a stranger, but it's not scary or horrid, just .....odd. I look normal.
I suppose I discovered who I really was at 38 years old, and the interesting thing is that I was a confident sassy in control woman before. In fact I was very in control of all of my life because I couldn't control one of the most basic things, my body weight, so I over compensated. I certainly didn't think my weight stopped me from doing anything. I didn't realise it did, because I had always been heavy and had nothing to compare to.
You will be amazed at how different every aspect of your life is. How people treat you, attention from men, shopping for clothes, pushing food away when you've had enough even if it isn't finished, crossing your legs, sitting in small chairs, endless. Your opinion of yourself changes too, I am no longer needy and desperate to prove myself all the time.
Nothing feels as good as being slim. The DS is your passport to a normal life at a normal weight.
Sorry this got really long. Good luck.
Not having to deal with peoples pre-conceived notions about who you are based purely on the way you look, before they even know you. Not feeling asthough you have to be nice to everyone to make them like you. I now have much less time for people I don't really like. Before I lost weight I would go out of my way to make them really like me because I was so insecure about who I was. Now I don't care, if they don't like me, so what?
I had difficulty in seeing myself thin. I had never been thin so when I imagined what I would the look like the best I could picture was me at my previously lowest weight which was still pretty chunky. I look NOTHING like that now, even now I occasionally walk past the mirror and stop, stunned at how I look. It isn't a vanity thing, it's really hard to explain, it's almost asthough the body I see isn't mine. I can't believe it's me in the morror, it's like looking at a stranger, but it's not scary or horrid, just .....odd. I look normal.
I suppose I discovered who I really was at 38 years old, and the interesting thing is that I was a confident sassy in control woman before. In fact I was very in control of all of my life because I couldn't control one of the most basic things, my body weight, so I over compensated. I certainly didn't think my weight stopped me from doing anything. I didn't realise it did, because I had always been heavy and had nothing to compare to.
You will be amazed at how different every aspect of your life is. How people treat you, attention from men, shopping for clothes, pushing food away when you've had enough even if it isn't finished, crossing your legs, sitting in small chairs, endless. Your opinion of yourself changes too, I am no longer needy and desperate to prove myself all the time.
Nothing feels as good as being slim. The DS is your passport to a normal life at a normal weight.
Sorry this got really long. Good luck.
5'7" SW 268lbs BMI 42/ CW 132lbs BMI 20.7 / GW 140lbs 136lbs Lost
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Hello Alex. I do not know much about your insurance, but I see a lot of people who have Blue Cross who have problems. I would really look at both policies and specifically their WLS sections and make sure their are no WLS exclusions. Just in reading posts here I would think you would be better off with Aetna, but do not only take my word on it. Read, read, read the policies and repost a specific insurance question about Aetna or Blue Cross. THe weekends are slow, so possibly post on Monday.
Jennifer
Welcome and congratulations on your decision to have DS! I don't know anything about the insurance as I was a self-pay, but I can only say go with the one that will allow DS! If one doesn't and only wants the lap or RNY, run! DS or nothing! Good luck and I will be looking for your future posts.
75% EWL!!!!
Miracles do happen and the DS is mine! 
Hi and welcome! I had never been "thin" either. There were a few brief periods in my life where I was within perhaps 10-20 pounds of normal weight, or perhaps fell within the normal BMI range, but because I was so much bigger than my schoolmates (I matured early), I always FELT fat. Plus I had a bunch of bonkers family members who like to rag on me about being "fat, dumb and lazy." For a couple of them, it was a way of being "funny," a kind of perverse teasing--totally incomprehensible to a kid. But others really had this image of a "fat me" and nothing would change it.
As a result, my head was totally screwed up about size and all that stuff. I'd been in therapy for seven years before I could sit in the same room with the subject of my size and my messed up ways of eating, and another three years before I could do any meaningful therapy work on the subject.
I've got a bunch of stuff about that on my profile and my webpage if you'd care to read about it :-).
Back in 2002 I was on track for the RNY. During my preop testing I was found to have pulmonary hypertension, which made me an unacceptable surgical candidate for my then-surgeon. Today I thank God many times a day that I didn't follow through with the RNY. Those four years of misery with PH and the ensuing complications were awful....But it gave me time to discover the DS!
I know zilch about the insurance stuff. The only insurance I know is my own, and I self paid for my DS. So no input from me on that quarter.
Yes, it is mindbending beyond words to become NORMAL looking for the first time ever!! OMG what a trip! Thanks to good therapy, I've been able to follow my changing body and keep a good strong sense of self and identity. I don't have a problem recognizing myself in the mirror or anything like that. But the changes catch me at the oddest times.
A couple weeks ago I was in CA for the Renegades retreat. It was my first time flying in something like six years, really the first trip of any length in just as long. I tell you, I spent the whole seven days in a state of CELEBRATION and awe. I cried when I fit into the airplane seat with room to spare, and pulled the seatbelt out to its full length and stared at the profound visual reminder that my middle was once all of that plus 8-10 inches more. Then when changing planes in Dallas-Ft. Worth, I hiked across the terminals grinning like a fool and even laughing aloud (drawing some rather perplexed looks!) because I could WALK and carry my own bags, wasn't dependent on a flippin' cart or wheelchair. And I cried again when I got in the second plane, sat down in the center seat and CROSSED MY LEGS.
(Good thing I had understanding seatmates eh? heehee)
That set the tone for the whole time for me. Two years ago I was pretty much housebound and dying. Now see where I am!! WOOOHOOOO Life is good
As a result, my head was totally screwed up about size and all that stuff. I'd been in therapy for seven years before I could sit in the same room with the subject of my size and my messed up ways of eating, and another three years before I could do any meaningful therapy work on the subject.
I've got a bunch of stuff about that on my profile and my webpage if you'd care to read about it :-).
Back in 2002 I was on track for the RNY. During my preop testing I was found to have pulmonary hypertension, which made me an unacceptable surgical candidate for my then-surgeon. Today I thank God many times a day that I didn't follow through with the RNY. Those four years of misery with PH and the ensuing complications were awful....But it gave me time to discover the DS!
I know zilch about the insurance stuff. The only insurance I know is my own, and I self paid for my DS. So no input from me on that quarter.
Yes, it is mindbending beyond words to become NORMAL looking for the first time ever!! OMG what a trip! Thanks to good therapy, I've been able to follow my changing body and keep a good strong sense of self and identity. I don't have a problem recognizing myself in the mirror or anything like that. But the changes catch me at the oddest times.
A couple weeks ago I was in CA for the Renegades retreat. It was my first time flying in something like six years, really the first trip of any length in just as long. I tell you, I spent the whole seven days in a state of CELEBRATION and awe. I cried when I fit into the airplane seat with room to spare, and pulled the seatbelt out to its full length and stared at the profound visual reminder that my middle was once all of that plus 8-10 inches more. Then when changing planes in Dallas-Ft. Worth, I hiked across the terminals grinning like a fool and even laughing aloud (drawing some rather perplexed looks!) because I could WALK and carry my own bags, wasn't dependent on a flippin' cart or wheelchair. And I cried again when I got in the second plane, sat down in the center seat and CROSSED MY LEGS.
(Good thing I had understanding seatmates eh? heehee)
That set the tone for the whole time for me. Two years ago I was pretty much housebound and dying. Now see where I am!! WOOOHOOOO Life is good
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