<P>No matter how much you love everyone here almost from day 1 and no matter how many times you say, "I'm not suddenly going to vanish from this, my home away from home, when I'm postop," after surgery, it will happen. The thinner you get, the busier you get! Please, some distant postop write and tell me when I finally learn to relax a little again? :-)</p>
<P>What I couldn't have dreamed of as a preop, was just how much my life would change as a postop. Sure, I probably saw those exact words typed on these pages a hundred times or more in the two years it took to get surgery. But until you lived through the changes that naturally accompany drastic weight reduction, you can no more imagine <B>them</B> than imagining what it would be like to be a member of the opposite sex.</P>
<P>Try to imagine that life is a ballet. Now imagine trying to dance through your life on tiny ballerina feet but weighing in at your highest weight. Then suddenly you feel yourself being lifted from behind and you stay in the air with your back arched in a graceful, suspended leap. That is the difference!</P>
<P>Listen, postop doesn't mean you care less for this place or the people. We still pray for, cheer for, cry with and love, all of you as much as ever. But we had this surgery so we could LIVE. So it's only natural to want to do some of it.</P>
<P>I'm praying for everyone here. Your turn will come. You all are the best!</P>
<P>Do something to make someone smile today.</P>