Hi, everyone! I know I've been a bad, bad, girl and haven't posted since surgery, but quite frankly, I haven't been up to it. Brace yourself, this will be a doozy! Surgery went okay. The hardest part was saying goodbye to my dh right before surgery...was the only time pre-op we both cried...guess I love him after all! Hee Hee. Anyhow, the surgery itself was a success. I had some pain afterwards, the nursing staff was LOUD and my roommate and I were not pleased with the night staff who chatted loudly amongst themselves both in and out of the rooms and yelled up and down the halls....I thought that was rather unprofessional. Not to mention the 19 year old nurse who was telling another nurse that she (the other nurse) didn't need to lose weight because she wasn't fat. Then, she went on to say, "You're not fat, if you want to see fat, I'll show you some fat, but not on me, of course, I only weigh 109" This was approx. 3 feet from my bed, at about 2:00 in the morning or so. Made us SOOO happy. Anhyhow, then I eventually got my leak test and passed, but was having trouble keeping my O2 levels up. My surgeon came to my room to deliver the good news that I had passed my leak test but unfortunately, he didn't feel the need to address me directly, instead he spoke to my parents as though I was 13 or something. He went on to say that the chest x-ray that they took looked "junky" and that it was inevitable that one of two things were going to happen....I was either going to get pneumonia or I was going to have a collapsed lung. Then he said that the trouble I was having with my lungs was all "effort related"....then he left. So basically he was saying I was going to have one of those two problems and that it was my fault. It was time for tears once again (stress-related). I am NOT a big crier, I rarely cry and I was so frustrated....then I overheard a nurse telling my room mate that the reason I was upset "had a lot to do with my age". HELLO!!! I'm 29, not 10!! I was PISSED and ready to go home. So I walked constantly, tracked down the resp. therapist for extra breathing treatments and got to go home on time. Since being home, I've been okay. I can't eat hardly anything, I'm not hungry ever, a lot of things that I 'can' eat sound disgusting and I'm so ready to feel more like myself. I'm tired of living in someone else's body. I'm tired all the time and am going back to work on Monday, so hopefully that will help. I had my 2 week check up on the 21st and was down 20lbs. I have already lost 17% of my excess weight. That's pretty amazing. As of this morning, I've lost 23lbs. My doc and nutritionist weren't worried about my "fast" weight loss and my inability at this point to get all my protein in. They (and I)think it will increase significantly when I go on pureed and soft foods (I get pureed foods in a few days! Yippeee!). I am NOT to the point where I would say I would do this over again....I'll just have to wait for that to happen, I guess. I'm not being negative, and there's been nothing terribly wrong, I just don't like feeling so out of sorts. Oh, and I have developed an allergic reaction to my sutures, so my incision is kind of yucky right now. But anyhow, I will stop rambling now, but just wanted everyone to know what's up. Thanks to Heidi H. and Julie R. who visited me in the hospital! That was great! Heidi, I didn't get to come see you in the hospital, hope you're doing well! Jessica, I'll email you later and let you know how I'm doing down the line. Hope everyone else is doing well and I just want to thank all those who prayed and continue to pray for me. I appreciate all your thoughts and warm wishes! They all meant a lot to me! Talk to you all later!