I attended the gastric bypass seminar in Reading, PA, last evening. It was a physical and emotional ordeal just getting my huge body there. (BMI 60+) 2 friends went with me. You'd think that the hospital would KNOW that we have CHAIR issues - little wooden chairs with peg legs, that I worried I would break!! (room must of been set up by skinny people) I am glad that I pushed a Big Man wheelchair (w/c) to the room from the hospital lobby - I didn't ride in it, because I was still having PRIDE problems being seen in public in a w/c. By the time I got to the conference room, I was huffing and puffing and had chest pain. I thought, "at least if I have a heart attack, I am in a hospital." Stubborn Greek pride. I ended up sitting in that w/c for the seminar because the chairs were just too small for my big butt. I swallowed that huge lump in my throat and sat (uncomfortably) in the w/c. The info in the seminar was good, but I had researched most of that already. I got my appt. date with my surgeon's nurse - JULY 10TH!!!!!! The waiting is so hard. And we were told we wouldn't see the surgeon until NOVEMBER, because he was so booked up. With such a high BMI and no income, I felt the desperation sink in....then my friends told me that WE would find a way for me to do this. Another reason to start crying my eyes out. My friends were so GOOD to me. I haven't been on a highway in 4-5 yrs!! You know, you just do not leave the house because of your weight. All I did was work and come home, to "rest up" for another work day. I just stopped traveling long distances. The drive was 40 minutes, but it might of been 40 hrs, cuz my body hurt! Now that day to day living is so extremely difficult, and I cannot work, my stamina really went down the tubes. Last night's meeting was exhausting for me. Today, my arms and legs and every other muscle in my body feels like I tried out for cheerleading last night!! "Everything worthwhile takes effort." I made it through my first WLS event. :) With MUCH support from 2 old friends.