I ran across this hilarious article in the always-reliable and utterly trustworthy very serious newspaper, the Daily Mail: a woman in London decided that she wanted to lose weight, and that weight-loss surgery was too risky, but that she would pay a hypnotherapist to trick her into believing she had!
At Joh’s first session with the hypnotherapist, she was asked to talk about her bad relationship with food.
But by the fourth session she was being talked through a gastric band op as though she was really going through the surgery.
To help with the illusion, special equipment pumped out the smells of an operating theatre and a recording of surgical tools being picked up and put down was played. Joh says: “When they actually come round to the final session and the therapist convinces you you’re having the op, it’s so realistic you actually believe you are lying in that operating theatre.
Yes, I’d pay money to be made to believe that I am lying on an operating table. The clink of the surgical tools is also a very nice touch.
So she goes through this imaginary operation, and suddenly, she is free!
“Now that I think I have a band I’ve cut my portion size in half. My mind thinks my stomach is tiny so I feel full much quicker. It’s also caused me to stop snacking on junk as I simply don’t feel like eating it anymore.”
Now that I think I have a band? She’s aware that she doesn’t actually have a band, so I am confused about how she can say that she thinks she has a band. Is she unsure as to whether or not the band exists? Has the line between fact and fiction been so mystically blurred that right becomes wrong and up becomes down and gastric bands lie down in the box with SchrÃ¶dinger’s cat and play canasta? I guess I don’t understand how you can be perfectly aware that you do not actually have a band around your stomach, and not decide you can eat whatever you want because that band doesn’t exist. But I guess I am missing the entire point of magic imaginary weight loss surgery.
Anyway, she was a U.K. size 18, and now she is a U.K. size 12, she looked awesome both before and after and I am glad she didn’t actually get weight loss surgery to lose only 56 freaking pounds. And I am off to go get imaginary magic PhD, so that I think everyone should call me Dr. Fu.
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