Well, its me. I'm sure you've heard, my surgery didn't go through. I experienced some complications as they were putting me under. When they inserted the tube into my lungs they went into a brochial spasm where they turned into two bricks (according to the anestitist) and they had to bag me for 45 minutes, during which time my surgeon got a 2nd opionon to find out if he should continue or postpone. It was decided that since gastric bypass is an "elective" surgery (don't you just hate that??) that it would be postponed. I have to see a pulmonologist and can't get in until 4/15 for that. My surgeon wants to give me a month before trying again. They are not saying it is because I am (WAS!!) a smoker, but that it could have been a contributing factor. My surgeon is a wonderful man, I still have all the faith in the world with him. I am more than a little depressed. I am still in some pain...there were no incision made, but I'm experiencing some lung capacity issues and something is wrong with my diaphram or something...seems there is just too much weight on it right now, although I've never felt that before. I feel like such a huge loser, and not the kind I wanted to feel like! Thanks to all of you who have written to me. Alissa, you are a doll and I know you are worried and are keeping back because you know that's what I need. Sandra, thanks for being such a sweetheart...believe me when I tell you I still believe in Dr. Clayton...geez, he held my hand and held my hair back as I vomitted. And Ms. Rhonda, I'm sorry I didn't recognize you when you called me in the hospital...I was quite out of it. I explained to my nurse who you were and she thought that it was the most wonderful thing that all of us are here for each other. Thank you for calling, you sweet lady. Best wishes to all of you wherever you may be in your journeys. I hope to join you on the other side soon. Thanks for letting me ramble....peace.