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reasons why its important to take care of your brain

I have always advocated for my profession, mental health, and overall, healthcare in general.  Before I had WLS, I had never had any major surgery.  The worst I had was carpel tunnel surgery, so needless to say, gastric bypass was definitely a much bigger surgery!

I tell everyone I know that is thinking about having WLS this:  “They don’t rearrange your brain, only your guts.”

How true this statement is.  I have seen multiple people end up with severe emotional issues post WLS, mainly because they forget to work on the issues that made them obese in the first place.  Generally most people, including myself, probably have some sort of emotional issue that caused the weight.  I think it is so important to work on whatever is “eating at you (har har har)” in order to be completely successful at this.

Some things you can do include reading as much about the procedure and aftercare as you can.  Knowledge is power, as are attending support groups.  We have ours twice a month, and for a while, I used to blow them off.  Recently though, I found myself WAY more on track, a good portion due to taking the time to hear others stories, successes, and even failures!  It’s how we grow!  Another thing is therapy.  I know I know, us therapists get a bad rap.  You lay on the couch, talk about your problems while some therapist pretends to listen.  Well we’re not all like this I promise!  You can and will find someone that can help you overcome your issues, and even help you be more successful and accountable with your tool. 

Usually I try get too preachy on this journal, but I insist on finding support.  Be it online, in person, or where ever!  It is key to getting the most out of your tool.


  1. Libby, I think your insights are great. I am now having to deal with my weight issues now that I am pregnant. The road ahead is going to be tough because of my weight and my diabetic condition. Thank you for sharing your helps the rest of us write our own. <3


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