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Hello there,
I am sorry that you are having a hard time. I will pray that the tide turn for you real soon.
God bless you
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I am sorry that you are having a hard time. I will pray that the tide turn for you real soon.
God bless you

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Hi Mssgvs! Sorry to hear that you are having a difficult time. Believe me when I tell you,,,this too shall pass. I know it seems discouraging now but once your body adjusts and you are feeling better...you will be more comfortable with your decision. So many of us...have had complications. I know that I used to get blockages all the time and....the pain was unbearable. I had to learn my body all over again but after all that I have no regrets. I feel great...no glucophage of CPAP machine. I will be praying that you get relief soon. Nice to meet you.

MSSGVs, I went through the same emotional ups and downs for about 2 weeks after my surgery! I was a mess crying, throwing stuff, the whole 9 yards. I talked to a lady in my surgeons office she went through the same thing. It is normal you body had just gone through a dramatic change.
This will pass! It is apart of the process!
Take care
This will pass! It is apart of the process!
Take care
Uh... I'll hot bowl of steam and a greasy spoon. And can I drop my dry cleaning off with you and pick it up next Thursday? Great!
As you can tell I just don't know what to say to you at this moment that will help make you feel better about what you're going through and since you can't hear me play the piano and sing to you over the Internet, I figured I'd do what I normally do under these cir****tances and that is I imagine myself doing the electric slide at a wedding reception. The first thing I notice is that there is a very drunken sista whose morals seem to be about as loose as a pocketful of spare change. We dance and sway as we all turn in unison and I see a old dude in the corner whose false teeth are giving away his "secret" by not sticking to his gums properly as he talks. Shoulda used Fixodent, my man. We all dance and sway and turn in unison once again, and I notice the preacher who performed the wedding ceremony is patting one of the family members on the shoulder as he extends his hand for payment of his services. We all dance and sway and turn yet again in unison and I notice that same drunken sista is now shaking her hips way too fast for the music and her slip just fell down to the floor; the old dude with the loose choppers is rushing to her aid before she trips and falls, and the preacher is stomping off angrily out the door because he's obviously been stiffed in his full payment. I'm having way too much fun observing and not really dancing and I decide to sit down as I enjoy everyone else continue to enjoy themselves.
Moral of the story: Just do your thing and don't worry about the big picture. Eventually everything and everyone will turn around.
Be blessed.
As you can tell I just don't know what to say to you at this moment that will help make you feel better about what you're going through and since you can't hear me play the piano and sing to you over the Internet, I figured I'd do what I normally do under these cir****tances and that is I imagine myself doing the electric slide at a wedding reception. The first thing I notice is that there is a very drunken sista whose morals seem to be about as loose as a pocketful of spare change. We dance and sway as we all turn in unison and I see a old dude in the corner whose false teeth are giving away his "secret" by not sticking to his gums properly as he talks. Shoulda used Fixodent, my man. We all dance and sway and turn in unison once again, and I notice the preacher who performed the wedding ceremony is patting one of the family members on the shoulder as he extends his hand for payment of his services. We all dance and sway and turn yet again in unison and I notice that same drunken sista is now shaking her hips way too fast for the music and her slip just fell down to the floor; the old dude with the loose choppers is rushing to her aid before she trips and falls, and the preacher is stomping off angrily out the door because he's obviously been stiffed in his full payment. I'm having way too much fun observing and not really dancing and I decide to sit down as I enjoy everyone else continue to enjoy themselves.
Moral of the story: Just do your thing and don't worry about the big picture. Eventually everything and everyone will turn around.
Be blessed.