6th fill took me to 2.8 ccs, got home and got scared that I'd gone too far. I drank some orange juice and it hurt going down. I started getting all panicky, imagining I wouldn't be able to swallow my spit and I'd have to go to the emergency room because it was the weekend. Finally decided if all I could do was drink liquids it would be ok until Tues. when they got back in the office, that I wouldn't die or dehydrate. Then yesterday I went to lunch fully expecting to sip soup and not be able to eat anything, but guess what. I ate tiny bites and did just fine, got full quickly and was thrilled. I kept saying to my husband, "Look, I can eat!!" I think he got kinda sick of it, but was very gracious. So I did fine yesterday, don't know if this is my sweet spot or not, but I've lost a little and I'm very hopeful that I won't have to go in for a 7th fill (or unfill)! I weigh 222
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