The I Hate Carnie Wilson Fan Club.......
hi all you SMORES
Does anyone want to join my new club? Its for anybody who was perfectly content(albeit unhappy) living their SMO life. Sure, sometimes we
cried and sometimes we 
hid. And sometimes we even ate so much we felt like we would
. But we were "resigned" to it all. Then that Carnie girl came along and gave us all hope
Maybe I could be like that.........maybe I could be thin? She gave me hope, which made me call the Bariatric Surgeon, who gave me the October 24th appointment.......which is giving me bad nerves 
and a queasy stomach. I'm going to stay right here
until November 1st. And I'm NOT COMING OUT!!!!!!!!
If you hate Carnie come join me.
willbyscaredsoon
willbypanicstrickensoon
willbypulmonaryembolismsoon
willbythe1in200soon
willbydontwanttheWLSsoon
willbyfreakinoutheresoon
Does anyone want to join my new club? Its for anybody who was perfectly content(albeit unhappy) living their SMO life. Sure, sometimes wecried and sometimes we hid. And sometimes we even ate so much we felt like we would. But we were "resigned" to it all. Then that Carnie girl came along and gave us all hope Maybe I could be like that.........maybe I could be thin? She gave me hope, which made me call the Bariatric Surgeon, who gave me the October 24th appointment.......which is giving me bad nerves and a queasy stomach. I'm going to stay right here until November 1st. And I'm NOT COMING OUT!!!!!!!!
If you hate Carnie come join me.
willbyscaredsoon
willbypanicstrickensoon
willbypulmonaryembolismsoon
willbythe1in200soon
willbydontwanttheWLSsoon
willbyfreakinoutheresoon 
You are my hero! 
I may be able to tell a story
, but your humor is SOOO much better than mine!
I still want the surgery, willby
... and I think deep down
... you do too
... but I will join your I HATE CARNIE WILSON CLUB
!!!
Willby, you can't hide under the , you have to come out and lead this Party Patrol
! We have a busy fall and winter season and we REALLY need you!
willbyinyourihatecarniewilsonclubbecauseIloveyouandIwanttosupportyounomatterwhat
I may be able to tell a story, but your humor is SOOO much better than mine!
I still want the surgery, willby... and I think deep down... you do too... but I will join your I HATE CARNIE WILSON CLUB!!!
Willby, you can't hide under the , you have to come out and lead this Party Patrol! We have a busy fall and winter season and we REALLY need you!
willbyinyourihatecarniewilsonclubbecauseIloveyouandIwanttosupportyounomatterwhat 
)
I will join any club you are in. I will support you no matter what.
Hugs,
Soos
AND ON MY WAY 
AND 
WE MISS U
LOVE CANDY
hiya willby:
i can't join 
i don't hate anybody. it's such a energy waster.
yes, i know you're probably joking, but could i be the voice of reason for a moment or too? i mean, may i try?
whenever i started to feel panicstricken and scared, i made myself remember why i was doing this. my comorbidities were mounting, my life had become increasingly unpleasant, my limitations were interfering with my family, work, and life. (WHEN WE WENT TO DISNEY NOT ONLY COULD I NOT RIDE THE RIDES, I COULDN'T WALK, EITHER - I HAD TO USE A SCOOTER AND EVEN THEN, TIRED OUT TOO EASILY - PLUS I BROKE AT LEAST TWO OF THEIR WHEELCHAIRS ...)
willby, you and i both know i could go on and on about being heavier than the norm. i didn't have this done to be thin - that would be a perk. i did it for my life which, before surgery, i really didn't think too much of. i went into surgery knowing that if i didn't do it, i would just die a slower death. at least, if i died on the table, my anguish, pain, shame, embarassment... would be over with.
so i tended to my final directive. my will was in order. i gave my husband instructions about cremation and spreading my ashes in the mountains. i spent as much time with my loved ones as i possibly could (a great thing to do in either case). and then i gave it to God.
i hope you don't choose to stay in hiding, willby. you're a wonderful person with a great sense of humor who is, justifiably, fearful of the future. and i'm sorry, but there are no guarantees. you've done your research, you've carefully thought out the pros and cons, you've made your decisions, and you're scared because it's not a sure thing. but very few things in life are, willby. and i know, for a fact, that once this is said and done, you'll be very, very happy with your choice.
now - while i apologize for sharing my unasked for advice and climb off my soapbox, please forgive me for the posting. i just care very deeply about you and i hate to see you putting yourself through this torture.
i hope you come back often, chat, laugh, advise, joke, relate...we'll all try to be here for you. OK???
hugs, hugs, and more hugs
dorthe
i don't hate anybody. it's such a energy waster.
yes, i know you're probably joking, but could i be the voice of reason for a moment or too? i mean, may i try?
whenever i started to feel panicstricken and scared, i made myself remember why i was doing this. my comorbidities were mounting, my life had become increasingly unpleasant, my limitations were interfering with my family, work, and life. (WHEN WE WENT TO DISNEY NOT ONLY COULD I NOT RIDE THE RIDES, I COULDN'T WALK, EITHER - I HAD TO USE A SCOOTER AND EVEN THEN, TIRED OUT TOO EASILY - PLUS I BROKE AT LEAST TWO OF THEIR WHEELCHAIRS ...)
willby, you and i both know i could go on and on about being heavier than the norm. i didn't have this done to be thin - that would be a perk. i did it for my life which, before surgery, i really didn't think too much of. i went into surgery knowing that if i didn't do it, i would just die a slower death. at least, if i died on the table, my anguish, pain, shame, embarassment... would be over with.
so i tended to my final directive. my will was in order. i gave my husband instructions about cremation and spreading my ashes in the mountains. i spent as much time with my loved ones as i possibly could (a great thing to do in either case). and then i gave it to God.
i hope you don't choose to stay in hiding, willby. you're a wonderful person with a great sense of humor who is, justifiably, fearful of the future. and i'm sorry, but there are no guarantees. you've done your research, you've carefully thought out the pros and cons, you've made your decisions, and you're scared because it's not a sure thing. but very few things in life are, willby. and i know, for a fact, that once this is said and done, you'll be very, very happy with your choice.
now - while i apologize for sharing my unasked for advice and climb off my soapbox, please forgive me for the posting. i just care very deeply about you and i hate to see you putting yourself through this torture.
i hope you come back often, chat, laugh, advise, joke, relate...we'll all try to be here for you. OK???
hugs, hugs, and more hugs
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