And I look around the room and I wonder who is next.
Wrong question, perhaps. I wonder HOW will the next one go?
It's been a pattern of every other crazy so far.
1. Gastric bypass gave her a confidence boost so she started trying to cheat on her husband. She got taken in by an online dating scam, moved to Colorado to shack up with a nonexistent dude, leaving her husband and three kids behind.
2. Took another job closer to home.
3. Gastric bypass meds don't work well with alcohol, or alcoholism. Came into work one day parking by the inmate intake gate, couldn't find his way up the stairs. Tried to prevent his leaving while intoxicated but the guy struggled free and left, dragging feces across the floor as she shat himself.
4. Took a job with better hours for her family.
5. HAM RADIO GANGS.
So we'll probably have one or two more leave for greener pastures, and another two or three years from now have a somehow grander, more disturbing meltdown. My money is on 3rd gastric bypass guy or maybe lap band lady, just because fucking with your gastrointestinal tract seems to have a pretty profound effect on your psyche.
Hey, I'm writing a paper about this!
Yeah! I've read your references to the brain-gut connection and seen other info floating around. I would like to say anecdotally at least that I've noticed a pattern of people with gastric bypass and impaired decision making skills, but I never knew them before the surgery. The decisions leading up to it, including the one to get it at all, were no doubt poor to begin with.