I will be in
Gity has been special to me from the moment I met her at my bariatric orientation in October 2004, when she asked the assembled group why there was so much guilt among the obese.
“Does anyone ever blame the cancer patient for their disease? Or the bypass patient for their heart problems? No. Why? Because we all understand that diseases are out of our control.”
Gity is the first person I recall seeing when I awoke from surgery. She wished me a happy birthday, since Feb. 24, 2005 was the first day of the rest of my life. And she was right, it was a happy birthday – and my life has never been the same.
I will miss her, though I know we’ll keep in touch. I just wonder if Kaiser has any idea at what they are losing.