My big brother was about 450 pounds we had decided to have weightloss surgery together in March of this year. We have battled with our weight our whole lives and watched our other three brothers never struggle with this issue. This week his blood pressure became so high that he had a massive stroke and I lost him in two days. I know he would want me to have the surgery but I have never felt so alone in my life. He was the only person in my family to understand, we have been each others support in finding a Dr and making the decision to do this. I am terrified to do it alone. I just wish he was given two months we were going to start our new life together and he never will have the chance. I know in my head that he would want me to be healthy but my heart is aching at the thought of getting a fresh start he never will.