I am now just waiting for approval form the insurance. I have done all that they ask and require but I am still worried that I will be denied coverage. Has anyone ever been denied even though it is a covered procedure?
Welcome to my personal thread. I will detail my journey here on my final countdown. I have 27 Lbs to my ultimate goal!!
As I already mentioned in the other thread:
So... here I go!! It's probably going to take me 4 more months to get to this goal, however I'd really REALLY love to reach it by my Sleeversary which will be on September 15th. Just at the tail end of Summer. *Sigh*
Wish me luck!!
To start off fresh I'm going to write myself up a new workout routine and ensure I'm eating as healthy as possible. I have 27 Lbs to lose in just a little over 3 months. Ugghh!!! That's 9 Lbs per month average!! Gonna be tough but I think I can do it.
Source: Diva's journey to GOAL
I'm back at work, and now realize that this was not the best idea. While I'm not in any real pain, I'm still having internal issues from the anesthesia, some gas pains, and just a general malaise. I stopped taking any oxycodone and am not taking any Tylenol, but I feel that I should take something to get me through the next few hours before I head home. I’m definitely going to take tomorrow off and just relax. It’s more about being exhausted and overwhelmed about everything, then actually not feeling ready to work.
Tomorrow is my first follow-up appointment, and I’m looking forward to hearing what the doctor has to say about how the surgery went. I don’t know if this is common to a lot of people, but I thought it was rather odd that I didn’t see my doctor/surgeon after the surgery, just for a quick check from him, or some reassuring words that everything went well.
The day after surgery, and yesterday were okay. Just discomfort. I really should have read other’s blogs about their recovery, because even though we’re encouraged to walk, I think that I moved around way too much in the past couple of days. I can really feel some discomfort from all my movements.
Wow.. time is flying by and life has just been crazy. The day of my surgery my grandmother was found unconscious on her bathroom floor and ended up in ICU. I spent 6 weeks by her side, in the hospital, until she passed away on May 9th. That was rough. I've never been an emotional eater, but I went through a phase in which I didn't care, I was incredibly depressed and I wanted to eat everything in sight and didn't care what that meant for me or my weight. My husband and I split up in April and will be divorced by the end of this month. Things have been crazy.
Anyway, back to the band. There wasn't any saline placed in my band at the time of surgery, so the only restriction I had felt was in the beginning and only due to the swelling immediately post-op (I could only have a couple sips of milk before feeling full). Around my birthday, about 7 weeks post-op, I went to dinner with friends. I ordered a healthy meal totaling around 390 calories - roasted potatoes, broccoli, and (what I thought was really tender..) steak. I cut the steak in small pieces, it was very moist and tender, and ate small bites. I figured that I didn't have any restriction, so it should all go down fine. Everything went down just fine, but around 1:00 the next morning I started feeling an incredible pain underneath my strenum. I didn't think too much of it, figured it was gas trapped in there or something, and I went to sleep. I woke up around 6:00am and the pain had increased exponentionally. Labored, painful breathing, accompanied by a radiating ache from my sternum, around my right side and straight through to the center of my back. I was sure that my band had slipped, but I wasn't experiencing any of the "common" symptoms; I wasn't nauseous and hadn't experienced any vomiting. As the pain increased, I decided to go straight to the emergency room, instead of phoning a doctor. The ride to the hospital was terrible, but the pain began to slowly die down while waiting to be seen. The doctor ordered an x-ray to check placement of the band and the results were perfect, no apparent slippage - I was so relieved. My labs showed elevated LFT and another result, which I can't remember the name of, but something that indicated there may be something wrong with my gallbladder, so they ordered an ultrasound. The results came back fine and I was given a "cocktail" of maalox mixed with lidocaine, and sent home. I was so embarassed. I was horrified, thinking that I did this to myself with the previous night's dinner, and that there was a possibility of having my band removed or something, haha. I was so upset and scared.
I visited my doctor the following week for my 8 week check-up and first scheduled fill. My weight hadn't changed, at all, from my 10 day post-op visit, to my 8 week. I was a little disappointed, but knew that I could only blame myself. While I had been working out consistently, I had experienced a lot of weakness when it came to my diet. The surgeon placed 2cc in my band and I spoke with my dietician and was on my way. They scheduled my 6 month appointment, but didn't mention when I could come back for a second fill, so I'll need to call. The 24 hours or so following my fill, I could feel the tightness once again, I was so excited, but it didn't last long. I was able to eat about a cup of scrambled egg beaters the next morning, which I thought was a bit much. Obviously, I haven't been pushing the limits with it, I don't want to know what it feels like to eat too much, or to cause the band to slip. But I haven't really felt full at all and I am incredibly hungry all the time. Maybe most of it is head hunger, but between meals I am constantly craving snacks.. graham crackers with peanut butter have been my weakness - at least that's not too unhealthy, right? I haven't weighed myself in at least a week, but last time I checked I was exactly 40lbs down from my highest weight ever (January). I seem to have hit a plateau, but hope that my fill has at least encouraged a few more pounds, though it doesn't seem to have changed much. I'm going to call and see when I can schedule my next fill and hope that it's soon.
I've lost at least one pants size and my face, waist, and stomach have gotten noticably smaller. I am feeling a bit better already, my knees don't crack when I squat down and don't hurt as much and as often as they did 40lbs ago. Honestly, I am a bit disappointed with everything, I thought I would have lost more weight by now, but I know that I only have myself to blame. I haven't been as hard on myself as I thought. One thing that did cause me to slip up and cheat was reading things on here. I read an entry by someone who had been recently banded. They stated that they were able to eat whatever they wanted and it didn't cause any problems, even with fluid in the band. Having the knowledge of such a possibility is not a good thing at times of weakness. My self-control has really come into play during this process and I'm learning a lot about myself. I hope that I grow stronger and am able to completely change my lifestyle.
I finally get a record of my weight for 2006 and my BMI was 34. Even though it was 35 or greater for the the following years, the Dr's office says I may not be approved . I have not had my height offically taken since 1990 so I'm hoping that I can ask them to officially check my height and that I've shrunk with age age and they will update my records and that will fix the problem. Would love some feedback. Thanks
Today is another good day. Have been reading other people's posts and taking in their experiences. Ate eggs last night. Going to try meat tonight. Have had a small BM but nothing spectacular. Still waiting. Stomach still churning. No pain though. Too bad. I was hoping to milk it for a little while longer. Hubby doe not want to go to church tonight and that's OK. But tomorrow night is monthly Lap-band support meeting and I think I want/need to go. Not quite a week post-op and I think all is going well.
Im so not motivated.. I had my surgery a little over 2 months ago, had my fill about 3 weeks ago and ive completely stopped losing weight. I eat as much as before, i feel like nothing has changed. Im starting to wonder if i had the wrong surgery... i need some major motivation
Are you kidding me? First my internet is down then I finally type out my post and when I click publish it disappears. Man hope this is not the start of another great day.
Ok to the fill. It went well other than the doctor running late, which is unusual for him. When I finally got back there we talked alittle then I lied down and he found my port prepped the skin and gave me a mosquito bit shot to numb me. After it took affect he went in with the bigger needle. I have to admit it looked a little scary but other than the pressure he had to put on me to get it in the port I didn't feel anything. I ended up with 4cc in my 10cc band. On my way to athe sweet spot. I didn't know I would have to stick around after the fill for so long. I was almost late picking up the child (doctor office is 45-60 minutes away depending on traffic) But they keep you around the office untilyou have had 3 cups of water. That way if you need a defill it can be done right away. He doesn't like you to go home and throw up and aggravate your stomach.
I go back on July 11 for another fill and I will go back every month for the first year until I get in the sweet spot. Then it will differ after that. I actually like the idea of every month because it makes me accountable since I will have to weigh in with him every month.
Last night was my first real food in over a month and it was yummy. I had copper river salmon and that is it I was full after that so nothing else. I fear the being to full and having to throw up. blah anything I can do to not do that and I will.
Ok I really have to run or be late for work.
Have a great day,
~Kris
man I hope this one post I don't have time for another.
I'm sure a lot of this is not new to people who've read a lot of this board, and who are already banded, but I know that it's been reallyhelpful to me to read other's experiences in getting the. I hope my experiencecan be helpful to at least one person who's still curious and anxious what thisexperience is like. I was banded and had a hiatal hernia repair on June 6, 2011and here's how my surgery went:
Three hours before my surgery time, I took my anti-nauseaand anti-fungal medications. I arrived at the hospital two hours early. Checkedin and was brought back to prep. I changed into my hospital wardrobe and sataround for about forty-five minutes before I got my IV of fluids. Every fewminutes, someone came by to ask if the doctor had shown up yet. Was gettingpretty funny, I think they were getting a bit nervous. The anesthesiologiststopped by and went over my stats, asked a few questions, and explained to methat I would have a tube down my throat etc. My dietician showed up and wentover everything with both me and my wife. Up until about this point, my wifewasn't really involved directly in my lap-band adventure. I told her about allmy appointments, gave her the brochures, and explained everything to her, but Inever took her to meetings etc. I just prefer to do that on my own.
I got up to urinate twice before the doctor showed up. Aboutfifteen minutes after the surgery was to start (and boy I wish they would havegiven me something for anxiety at that point), my doctor finally showed up. Mydoctor actually asked me what band I was getting! I thought that was veryinteresting. Actually, I was asked twice about which band I was getting, fromhim and from a nurse recording all my information.
I was wheeled into the operating room, asked to movemyself over to the operating table, then was told that I would be givenmedication to relax. The next thing I remember was being awakened from a dreamwith the nurse calling my name.
My belly was tender, my throat was killing me. I use aCPAP, and was asked to put that on. I did, but it was removed early since I wasso alert and didn't really feel like sleeping/napping. I just wanted to get outof there and relax at home. I waited there for about forty-five minutes. Whilethere, I could slowly start to become aware of the incisions in my belly. I hadfive. I tried to remember if that was normal, higher than normal, or lower thannormal – from what I've read in this forum. I know my wife was waiting for mewhen I got out, and I was quite anxious to see her. While waiting in recovery,I did not see my doctor at all. I was kind of hoping to hear from him thateverything went well, and that my liver looked good (I was worried about thatsince I was told I had a fatty liver. I did the pre-op liquid diet, lost 30pounds, but nevertheless, I was a little nervous since I snuck in a few piecesof cheese into the liquid diet.) I inhaled into Airlife measuring thingy, tomake sure that I was taking deep breaths, and had no problems with that. Thebiggest thing on my mind now, other than getting the heck out of the hospital,was making sure I urinated before I left (I have a death's fear of catheters)and that I could swallow liquids.
I was finally taken into a semi-private room, where mywife was brought to meet me. My pain wasn't too bad. I was offered some meds,and I pre-emptively took them. I also was given a few little 'shots' of water.I had no problems swallowing those. I thought that I would be able to feel thenew 'pouch' given to me in the band. Nada. I kept slowly drinking the water. Itactually wasn't very easy to swallow the whole ounce of water, but I wasn'treally concerned, because I read that I might have difficulty in that early on.I was just glad to get it down, and to keep it down. Then the milkshake testcame. I nursed that ounce without any problems. Now all I had to do was walkdown the hallway, and urinate. I accomplished that, and was promptlydischarged. My dietician stopped by again giving me full dischargeinstructions, and explained to my wife what I was able to do, should do, andwhat I shouldn't do.
I was able to get up and walk around on my own. No issueswhatsoever. I felt awful that my wife was carrying my bag, and her stuff, whileI walked empty handed, but she assured me that I need to just take it easy, andlift nothing.
The ride home was okay. I felt a couple of the pot holes,and had some burping which was slightly painful. Got home, and immediately tooka Percocet. For the rest of the day I wasn't really in pain, just discomfort.What really hurt the most was my throat. I also discovered that my nostrilswere lined with dried blood, and that I would cough up a little blood, but Iattribute that to the tube in my throat. Oh yes, coughing, hiccupping and gaspains were the most painful. I was aware of the incisions, and upon examination,they seemed to look good, were tender, and covered with the superglue.
On my first day, I managed to get down 2/3 of a normal proteinshake I would drink for dinner. I also managed about 16 oz of water. I tried toget more down, but that's all I could really do. I filled up really fast withwater and shake. I used minimal amounts of Percocet, but used a lot of sorethroat spray.
So yesterday was first day on pre-op and I thought it was going to be horrible. It went really well!! I woke up today feeling energized and better than I have in a long time. This is just a new beginning! My overeating days are completely behind me now. So excited to be sleeved in 13 days!!
Time flies when you're having fun they say! It's true! I have to say that this lap band journey has been a whole lot of fun so far. It's exciting to wake up in the morning and know that I probably weigh a little less than I did the day before. It's even more exciting to get dressed every day and spend a few minutes looking at the way my choice of clothes fit me differently than the last time I put them on! It wasn't all that long ago when I had the exact opposite problem. It was very depressing to get dressed each day and try not to think about the fact that my choice of clothing that day looked like crap because it was too tight, or didn't fit at all. I am so very grateful to watch the pendulum swinging the other way now. I look forward to every change, every pound lost, every piece of clothing tossed in the "too big" pile, and every comment about the way I look. I feel SO good!
I realized yesterday that I actually have a lap! Ridiculous you say? Well let me tell you, for a very long time I didn't even realize that there was a nice long space between my knees and my gut when I sat in a chair! It's true! But it's there, and I can see it and I like it! My stomach is definitely shrinking. All of my shirts show it, and now that I can see it going away I am more motivated than ever to keep working on it at the gym. Not so very long ago my stomach and my "girls" seemed to be reaching for some invisible finish line that was out in front of me somewhere. For the past few years they were tied it seems.. I bet I could have stuck a yard stick in front of me and they would have both touched it evenly!! But today I can happily say the gut has given up the race and retreated! Yeee Haww!
Still feeling good restriction from my last fill.. maybe a little less than last week, and I'm sure with the next fill I will be searching for food that keeps me very honest in my diet. For now I can still eat what I want albeit very slowly. I'm eating less than ever, but still.. carbs just aren't a great thing to put in my body and I know it. Another fill at this point would keep me from eating bread in any form I believe. I love and hate that all at the same time!
I'm going shopping this weekend for a swimsuit coverup that I can take to the beach with me. I should probably try on my swimming suit before I go now that I think about it.. I can't say I won't grin from ear to ear if it doesn't fit and I have to buy a new one! Two weeks from tomorrow and I'm Gulf Shores bound! I'm not worried in the least about overeating on vacation.. I was a month ago, but today I feel like I have a pretty solid handle on living with this band. It's the perfect tool for me and I'm having so much fun losing weight that I don't want to screw it up!
I'm not hungry between meals at all and this is a miracle! This doesn't mean that I don't want to snack if there is something right in front of me... but I don't walk around feeling hungry AT ALL. I love that! And as far as that snacking goes.. It's pretty easy to distract myself most of the time. If I crave something sweet I have a dum-dum sucker. Less than 20 calories, and it does the trick when I can't just walk away. But for the most part it truly isn't even an issue. I can't stand artificial sweeteners, so eating something sugar free isn't even an option for me. I'd rather starve.. seriously.
Huge thanks to my friend Lisa for handing down some jeans that fit! What a treat! You saved me girlie!
8 weeks.. happy... less fat... more sass... loving life!
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Hey I got my surgery : ) it went really good the second day they took me off the morphine I was itching my skin off sO later sat night I was getting bad pain where the drain tube was at so they said to walk and I did I made it back to the room I stared sweating thee up dry heaving the pain was so bad they called my dr at 2 am and got me back on morphine with benadryl need I say more lol I was out Sunday I came home and I have been walking a lot I can't wait to sleep in my own bed I went home on day 3 it was kinda scary drinking at first it felt so odd
Nope not talking about my bowels lol. Not this time Scale hasnt moved in days it seems. Havent been discouraged just figured the big ride was over and now I really had to work at it. I have been putting that sauna suit on every morning for the last three days along with a lotion that is supposed to make you sweat more and get on treadmill. I naturally dont sweat alot. So it helps. Scale finally moved with a pound loss. So yeah Im happy. Then night time is a killer for me. Always was a snacker. So I walk again for 30 minutes this time at night but outside.
Today was much better. Port site pain much improved. Incision sites itching. Belching with pain much improved. Have no BM yet. Took some Benefiber this morning before reading that I am not supposed to take any fiber supplements. Still having a lot of stinkie gas. Hoping for something soon. Don't like Milk of Magnesia.
1 MONTH OUT STATS
Start Weight: 273
Surgery Weight: 267
Current Weight: 247
Loss Since Surgery: 20
TOTAL LOSS: 26 lbs.
Start Jean size: 24/22
Current Jean size: 22
Start Shirt size: 3x/2x
Current Shirt size: 3x/2x
Inches:
Neck
Start: 16
Latest: 15
Loss: -1
Upper Arm
Start: 15
Latest: 14.5
Loss: -0.5
Forearm
Start: 11.5
Latest: 11
Loss: -0.5
Waist
Start: 49
Latest: 45.5
Loss: -3.5
Abdomen (belly button)
Start: 55
Latest: 51
Loss: -4
Hips
Start: 55
Latest: 53.5
Loss: -1.5
Bust
Start: 54
Latest: 50
Loss: -4
Chest
Start: 44
Latest: 41
Loss: -3
Thigh
Start: 30.5
Latest: 29
Loss: -1.5
Calf
Start: 17.5
Latest: 17.5
Loss: 0
Total Loss: -19.5
Notes:
Wow, amazing I can’t believe that I have lost 26 lbs. and -19.5inches!!! I sometimes think that these numbers could be way better at a monthout, but I have never before lost these kinds of numbers this fast in my lifeand trials of losing. I believe the reason I think they could be better isbecause I have made such a drastic change and I want things to happen now.However, I am losing the weight three times as fast if not more than I gainedit so that is fantastic in my book. Lastly, I am losing the weight now. I justcan’t tell right away, just like I couldn’t tell I had gained all that weightright away.
I haven’t had too many people notice the change or at least theyhaven’t said anything to me, but that is good in my opinion. I have choose sofar to keep this surgery a secret. I just personally feel that this is my bodyand my business and I don’t feel it necessary to tell everyone about it justyet. I for when I am ready to tell the masses and I’m sure I will, then andonly then will I tell them and that’s might right and choice. I have heard afew good compliments sent my way. Most people just say I look good and I’m ‘glowing’is the word I keep hearing. One guy asked if I was pregnant and another said Imust be in love. A few people have just said ‘wow, I don’t know what it is yourdoing, but just keep doing it you look great.’ I’m glad most have not asked andthat it is so noticeable yet. For the few that have asked I just tell them itmust be the great tan I am getting and that I’m just happy to be back andschool, enjoying the summer, and time away from work.
I know that I will get to where ever it is I am going with thissurgery sooner or later its’ just so hard in the moment. I think I can, I thinkI can, I know I can and I will because this is my chance and I will take it forit may be my only.
LET’S DO THE DAMN THING!!!
Happy Tuesday! I weighed in at 189.4lbs this week. Last week was 191.6lbs. 2.2lbs down! I'll take it! A grand total of 72.6lbs since the beginning and 34.6lbs since surgery. I am at about 40% of my excess weight lost!!!! 10 more lbs until I am no longer considered obese and just overweight. Wow!!!
I feel great these days! I am exercising regularly, eating decently and have had some really great things going on in my life! I have been camping allot (even in the snow) with one last trip (filled with sunshine, fingers crossed) planned for this weekend. Then, back to spending weekends at work. BOO HISSSS!
I am a little lost for post content this week and with the slowed weight loss lately, I have been reminding myself of all the non-scale victories for a while. They are my motivation and I hope you all can relate and look forward to some of them yourselves!
1. I've mentioned this before but I am still in awe that I can cross my legs comfortably. I do this ALL of the time now. It's just how I sit.
2. I have a lap. A big enough lap that 2 dogs can sit on it. (see below) I can hold a plate on my lap while I eat and I can have my nephews sit on my lap without holding on to them for dear life!
3. I can wear a sleeveless shirt without being sooooooo self-conscious. I am self-conscious, don't get me wrong but before I was so unbelievably self-conscious about my stretch mark speckled, sun-starved arm-a-jello. (AKA - bat flaps, Oprah arms, bingo wings, Hi Helen's, ham hocks, flubbows... you name it!) Now, I can wear a sleeveless tank or workout top and feel okay... more than okay. Almost...comfortable. I will continue to work on this one!
4. Shopping in the "regular" sized racks. 2 pairs of shorts and 2 pairs of capris in 14's!!! I was a Size 20-22 when I started. I still have yet to pick up any real hot trendy stuff. I look, I try on, I love, I come to my freaking senses. I am not a fashionista... I am a Canadian Tom Boy!
5. I can run.. I can walk... I actually like to do these things. I can kick ass on my elliptical, I can climb mountains, I can do anything! My confidence in myself has grown by 3 times!!! Maybe even 5!
I didn't know if I could do any of this when I started this journey. I didn't know if I would lose. If I did lose, could I keep it off? Would it always be as hard as it was in the beginning. If I failed, would I just give up?
I can do this. I am doing this and I will keep doing this. Things are not EASY now but they are not as hard as they were in the beginning. I hope things continue to go smoothly and that I continue to grow, challenge myself and love myself.
Don't be fooled folks, I do have bad days! I just don't share them because I feel like we all have enough of them! I want to share the successes and motivation that have helped me on my way! Baby steps!
I also want to take a second in this post to give a shout out to my followers. Family, Framily, Friends and Strangers, THANK YOU for your support!
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Cheers!
Went in for my fill today. Boy oh boy was I surprised when I got on the scale and had lost 6 pounds. I about did a happy dance right there in the hallway. Weight loss is finally on track (knock on wood). Now if I can only get the rest of my body to cooperate. I was just diagnosed with Fibromyalgia last week It sucks and the pain is enough to make me want to off myself. But I am going to survive this just like I did my obesity. Some good news is that my rheumatologist thinks that I may not have Lupus after all. He is still running blood tests since my levels are all over the place. Let's pray that that diagnosis is incorrect. Things are looking up in Ellenworld. I can't believe that I have lost this much weight in so little time.
Almost 2 years since my band became a part of me I have cracked 10 stones! 142 lbs to be exact and never did I ever imagine I would lose so much. Most of the weight loss was in the first year and now it's just an occasional pound here and there that I lose. I reckon I am almost at my natural weight and still I am obese! I am 7lbs away from weighing the same as I did when I was 18, I am now 52 so I can be happy where I am and a little happier if I make it eventually.
Still I can not get used to being smaller. I see gaps in aisles when shopping and look for a bigger space in which to manouevre my bulk. I can now bend in a smaller space without knocking items from shelves with my derriere, that's bizarre. I still talk about the band like it happened yesterday and expect never to get really used to it. Daily, some days, hourly it reminds me of it's presence. I do forget for a short time that I have it now and again and make the mistake of not chewing properly, of placing too much food in my mouth and forgetting NOT to try and hold a conversation at the same time, therefore forgetting that vital chewing process we must all remember with every bite.
I have dropped 6 English sizes and am now size 18. I know this would be horrific for a woman who has been used to being size 8 or 10 but for me this is slim, normal, no longer freakish or the butt of skinnie's jokes. Not that I ever heard many of them anyway so they were wasting their breath. Being 'normal' is difficult to comprehend. I have met up with some old friends since having the band fitted and they see no difference as I was this size when they last saw me, I imagine I bore them rigid with my talk about it at times. One friend did tell me not long ago that I really wasn't the dress size I thought I was and to try smething 2 sizes smaller. Can you imagine when that 2 sizes smaller fit? I was used to wearing loose clothes for so long that it never occured to me to wear something that fit me. Now instead of specialist larger ladies clothes by mail order I can walk in the supermarket and buy regular clothes. I have choices.
I probably will never have my band tightened again, we get on ok as we are now even though some days do seem much tighter than others, today especially feels like a tight belt around my middle. I dream of it being removed and eating pizza, loaves of bread, take away all to myself, well I can dream but it's really the nightmare lifestyle that got me where I was. Hell I miss pizza and no doubt about it but Pizza manages quite well without me thank you and I manage much better without IT!
Hah you doowin? *Wendy Williams Voice*
I've only started this WLS research process since last month. In that time I've scheduled myself to attend a truck load of Info Sessions, but only attended one last week at NYU. I'm scheduled to attend a session at Lenox Hill Hospital tonight, but after reading some not so nice reviews on the hospital and one of the surgeons, I think I'm gonna stay with the NYU team. I'm scheduled to visit Dr. Stiles who is a PCP there on Friday.
I originally started with the intent of getting banded, and quickly learned about the other WLS out there. I was really interested in plication, but since it's not readily covered by insurance, the sleeve is definitely the option for me.
I have become OBSESSED with WLS in the past couple of weeks; I think I've watched at least 20 to 30 YouTube vids concerning the sleeve and the people who've had good and bad experiences. I'm also finding that time seems to be slowing down all of a sudden, seems like my appointment on Friday will never get here, and my appointment with the surgeon and nutritionist that are scheduled for 6/22 seems like eons away.
I'm really concerned because my BMI isnt quite at the 40 mark (38.3). I've been trying to gain weight to increase my number just so there's no issue with me getting approved. I have no co-morbidities as of now, maybe the sleep apnea test will show that I'm in need of this surgery.
I'm also concerned about out-of-pocket costs. Trying to anticipate what will not be covered by my insurance Empire BC/BS. So far it seems as though they're pretty easy to deal with, I cant wait to speak with the Finance Coordinator at NYU to figure out what my damage can/will be.
*deep sigh*
I was hoping that writing a little something in this blog would kill some time, but no, Grandfather time is still just moseying along. smh
I just read this whole thing back and laughed at the part that said "I've been trying to GAIN weight". Irony is such a comedian.
Anyhoo, if you're from NY and or you have Empire BC/BS and/or you just wanna share your experience with me, I'd greatly appreciate it. I cant find many reviews on the stay at the NYU Langone Center, so I'd like to hear it first hand from someone who's had theirs done there with those surgeons.
Is it just me or is this site a little hard to navigate at first?
Do I have to put up one of those ticker things or will I be looked down upon?
Why isnt there a group for NYers? We are the most awesomest city ever...smh
*deep sigh again*
toodles.
I'm so excited.....Was walking in the mall; looking for some earrings and the phone rang in my purse.....before i could answer it the phone stop ringing. I recognize the number and was so nervous i press callback. Well, when i put the phone up to my ear it vibrated and scared me and i almost dropped it...so i decided to listen to the message and the insurance rep at the surgery center said i was APPROVED and CONGRATULATIONS!!!! I nearly junped out my shoes and screamed out loud in the middle of the mall......people were looking all me all kind of crazy.....i didnt care because the excitement i feel now is a long time coming! I have had so many problems with evaluations not making it to my surgeon, delays, you name it....... But by the grace of God it finally came. I do mean grace......the insurance rep quoted " its odd but the insurance company gave approval over the phone before receiving fax copy" So here I come ladies and gents
Today is one week since I had my surgery, and I came back to work today. It hasn't been bad, but it is still early in the day. I just have to remember to have someone help me lift boxes for a while. I am an auditor, and we carry our workpapers around in boxes. Since I am a supervisor, I carry them from one courthouse to the other quite often. I am trying to remember to let someone else do the heavy lifting at least until I get my stitches out. I don't want to mess anything up. It is hard to keep from being hungry when I am active and can only have liquids, but I am trying to keep filling things with me. I can already see that I did not pack enough today.
I am feeling a little guilty being at work today because my Dad is in the hospital. He had back surgery yesterday and seemed to be doing fine when I visited him. He was supposed to go home today, but his tests showed some problem with his heart. I ask for your pryers for my Dad. His two older brothers passed away from heart attacks, so this really makes me worry. My Dad is my rock. He keeps me grounded most of the time. There is a lot of drama in my family usually related to my sister. My Dad and I can talk about these things and help each other through it. I am keeping in touch by phone and plan to see him this afternoon.
Well I have to get back to work and try to be productive on my first day back.
Wow! Things are really starting to feel Real! Start my pre-op diet today. I am going to be so hungry but I know how important this is and I am going to do everything I can to stick to it perfectly. I get 3 protein shakes and 2 lean cuisine/healthy choice meals per day. I am sure this first day will be the hardest but I can do it!
14 Days till my Sleeve!
I'm literally almost crying reading this. Mostly because I'mon this pre-op diet and these last two days have been difficult... but also because I needed this! Thank you! Congrats! And a BIG congrats on quitting smoking a second time! It was hard enough to do it once... So - when I say BIG congrats... I mean BIIIIIG congrats! ❤️
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Einarmige Banditen
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