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May 18, 2006
When Marisa consulted with a doctor about her candidacy for weight-loss surgery, he told her she met the criteria, and they scheduled a date three months from then for the procedure.

She was so elated with the news that she didn't stay home at night anymore, cramming Oreos into her head. Instead she celebrated by going dancing (in near-dark clubs).

When she returned to the doctor for the procedure, he told her she was no longer eligible. She'd lost 60 pounds. "Congratulations! Clearly you're capable of losing it on your own,"he said.

Furious, Marisa threw out her dancing shoes.