My story is the same as pretty much everyone else's. I've been obese most of my life. As well as miserable. I had started to find myself with the attitude that as long as I could find nice clothes to fit me, I would be fine. I was still able to find the clothes, but it was becoming more and more difficult and more and more expensive. Then, I've watched a family member I love very much go through embarrassment and humilation because of her size and I want to try and do something before I am faced with the same feelings. This is my last chance and my last resort. All roads lead to this decision and I've made the last turn there is. I know it's not perfect, but it's the best there is. I have researched until the wee hours of the morning and studied more than I ever did when I was in school. I have found a perfect fit for a surgeon and am grateful that I waited out the lengthy process in order to obtain his services. I am so hopeful that my life will be so much more. I enjoy life now, but hopefully, the best is yet to come!