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WEEK FROM HELL Hubby started new job Monday (YAY), he came home early from work Tuesday cuz he was barfing. I start barfing Tuesday night. HOLY HELL it HURT. My old stomache came up thru my new stomache and damn, did it hurt. The last thing I ate was Tueday around 7pm... yacking around 11pm. I was up all night sitting on the toilet, barfing in to a bucket (sorry for the visual). I didnt go to work Wed (neither did hubby). Back to work (for me) on thursday only to find out late in the afternoon
Yesterday was a busy day. Typical day in New England.. it snowed but that wasnt going to stop me. I went for my 2nd fill. I had one three weeks ago that didnt do much for me after the first few days of it. I saw the PA. He couldnt find my port. He's in me with the needle just digging and pushing and holy hell it hurt. He gave me 4cc's of saline instead of 2. He said if I can still eat, to call in a week. So far, I'm not hungry but I can still eat. Then I got a hair cut and an eyebrow w
This has nothing to do with my band, I just need to get it out... I have a Chihuahua that I love. The hubby and I decide to start looking for a brother or sister for her. He knows someone giving away a Chihuahua at the end of march. In conversation with Mom, I mention the free dog and how we are excited to get her. Last night, she says "dad wants the dog." HUH? So today, I call Mom and she says Dad is excited about the dog. Again... HUH? I never once offered her the dog and now they want MY dog
I have decided that I do not enjoy being a domestic goddess on my day off. Hubby has to work so I have the whole house to myself. I did the dishes, I hard-boiled some eggs and I am washing all of the bedding. My house was built in 1923.... The washer is on the first floor, the dryer is in the basement. It is the oddest set up yet. I would love for the laundry to be all on one floor. I'd prefer the 2nd floor but just together would be great.   I slept in but was up before the crack of noo
Ah, the weekend. I have had a partially quiet day. Hubby is watching the race at his buddies house. I have played with my beads all day arranging and cleaning. I have spent hours in my beads and didnt even make one earring. I have a lot of design ideas now so maybe later or tomorrow I will make something.   I went shopping yesterday and almost bought clothes but decided against it. I have been on a strange sweater kick. I sweat to death in my office because the others are cold :huh2: bu
Everyone keeps commenting on my weight loss. I'm beginning to think that people are seeing what they want to see. I do not SEE a loss. Sure, my clothes are a bit bigger, my undie size has dropped and I went shopping last night and bought a sweater 1 size smaller than I would normally figuring that I'd fit in to it later--I wore it today. I dunno. Maybe I am in denial about the loss... after all, I was in denial about the gain for a long time.   So, it snowed again. I hate the snow but wha
I started my day as usual.. running like a loon cuz I cant scrape myself from the warm, cozy bed but thats besides the point... I made my 2 scambled eggs w/my hunk of mozzarella cheese on the side. Thank god for the dog.. I could NOT finish my eggs :eek:. I had my beloved protein shake at my 930 break. It hit me like a ton of bricks.. I was FULL. Lunch was half of a turkey on wheat wrap... I made it with more lettuce than anything. I also had a yogurt. can we say FULL. At my 230 break I had my o
It's been a while since I've posted. I think I am running out of momentum. I've never been a big journal writer anyway.   Today has been an interesting day. I went to the doctor for my first fill at 945 this morning. yes, it HURT. Now I cant eat much and I am loving it. Today, at 1pm, I hosted a tastefully simple party. I sampled the first 3 dishes and was sooooo full. It was great. I tasted a few other things but not much. I think I love my fill. I made white peach sangria for the party. I ha
Everyone at work has cooties and wouldnt ya know it... I caught whatever is going around. I hope it doesnt involve barfing as I am now terrified of barfing and band slippage. Other than that, things are going well. On day 24 I stepped on the scale and was down 20 pounds. I'm okay with that. I am really looking forward to my fill as my desire to eat keeps creeping up on me. I am eating pretty well. The mexi-melt from taco bell probably doesnt qualify as well but it tasted damn good. Beside
I am FINALLY starting to feel better. Yesterday, I had energy for the first time in a loooong time. My sleep is still a bit disturbed and I am restless but I am not falling in to bed at 6pm and staying there til 6am.   In a few weeks, I am hosting a tastefully simple party. I posted little signs and invitations at work hoping that I might get a turn out. Today, I got the razzing. Some of the MA's wanted to know WHY I was having a FOOD party..lol. I kinda laughed but its true... if ya can
:rolleyes:I'm here. I couldn't get in to my own journal this weekend. I could read everyone elses but my own. ODD.   So, it's day 17 and I am down 16 pounds. I can handle a pound a day. I know this wont keep up as I have been starting to incorporate real foods back in to my otherwise semi-squishy foods. Today I had 2 scrambled eggs, 1 chunk of mozzarella cheese, a protein shake, applesauce, yogurt, and 1.5 stuffed shells. After eating the stuffed shells, I went to the gracery store and
:lol:J had a salad... I had a salad... I had a salad:lol: Oh how I've missed my lettuce. I think once I have had my first fill I wont be hitting the lettuce. I've heard that some people can digest it but some cant. I hope I am one of the cans.   I've been having some select "real food" for dinner and I gotta say, I feel great. My mood has improved. The brain fog is gone. The desire to sleep 23.5 hours a day isnt as pressing. What can I say? I love to sleep.   I still havent replace
Get this--- the hubby and I just got in to our first actual argument about food. I truly believe that this is the first of many. I am 11 days out of surgery and still fighting the food addiction and lack of food while on this liquid portion, not to mention the insane cravings for things that I never would have cared to eat pre-band. Hubby text messages me from across the house to let me know that my pudding is ready. I let him know that I'll be down to get it later. He comes upstairs to inq
YAWN Seems to be the statement of the day. At 5:15 this morning some nit-wit in a rear wheel drive car was trying to get down the street in a foot of snow... ummm. NO. They sat there and spun 'em for a good 30 minutes before giving up and reversing it back home. Damn fool. Then as I am drifting back to sleep the phone is ringing... GOOD NEWS.. due to it being winter in New England, I dont have to go to work until 10am... Whoo hoo. Back to sleep til hubby calls and says that as fast as he c
It's been a few days since I've been here to post. I havent been strong enough to lift myself to the desk nevermind type a coherent sentence. I made it thru thursday... I even drove myself home from work. Friday, I went to work. I am on the mashed tater stage so thats what I have for lunch. Now, I work for a doctors office, we get drug rep lunches weekly. I get to the break room and its Boston Market. Out of laziness I decide to eat those mashed taters instead of my own.. I figure instant
WHAT A DAY. I went back to work today. I woke up (good start to any day). Felt kinda icky. Thats a great college educated, hardcore definition. Icky. I was queasy and boy did I have diarrhea. The last thing eaten last night was blue popsicle and my poo was blue. So, I go to work. Desk job. For those who are in the know, you know I do "nothing" all day. For those that dont know, I am a medical biller which means, I post insurance payments all damn day. This should not be a hard thing to d
So... how is everyone? I took a nap. Goal number 1 failed. Then I had some kind of freak mental Britney breakdown. Shit you not. I woke from my nappy-nap, and went all kinds of freak out. I was going thru food withdrawal. I have never felt such discomfort. I can only imagine that this is what a detoxing drug addict feels like. I was crying, sweaty, leg cramps, dizzy, and just not me. I had to EAT.   I wobbled down to the kitchen and made me 1 scrambled egg. No milk no butter, nothing
I changed the battery in the scale. I am down 9 pounds. Of all the times to have the battery die. I am bored today. Dare I say, I am looking forward to going back to work? Not really. It's quiet here. There is no drama. I guess if I could work alone I'd be golden. But, then who would I annoy???   I read the pamphlet that the hospital gives out about diet. It's the same but different from the one my Dr. gave me. The one from the Doc's office just basically says eat 1 starch, 1 meat,
I feel sick. Okay so it's just day 3 post-op. I'm sure I'm not supposed to feel great but I cant pinpoint whats up here. I cant tell if I am hungry, full, queasy. I dunno. My day started out fine. I slept on my side for a bit.. heaven. Then I got up, took a nice hot shower, got dressed, had some jello, made some tea. Spilled the tea all over me and Spooky and the desk and the floor and the chair.. etc. I changed clothes, cleaned the best I could then decided I have gas. Went to ingest a g
I feel great. Well, as great as I think I could right now. My Tummy isnt the issue.. its the damn gas pains in my back and neck. Thank god for gas-x. I just took a nap in my bed. It felt awesome. I dont have a recliner and wasnt going to buy one just for this. I should have. I have been resting/sleeping in a pillow propped corner of the couch with my feet on the ottoman. Comfy? Yep, but.. that position made my back ache. I'm a side sleeper but thats gonna wait.   I dont know if I have mentione
:clap2: I'm BANDED. I'm HOME. So... we get to the hospital. On time. The Doctor is running late. No big suprise there. The waiting area is filled with little whinny kids. The nurses/staff people actually asked the family to go home and leave one adult there. They said NO. I guess its their perogotive but wow those kids were rough.   I finally get to the pre-op meet-n-greet stage. Dr. F walks in and no lie, says "I forgot about you." Now, this man has NO sense of humor so I didnt know how to ta
I am on my way to the hospital in a few minutes. I weighed in today at a whopping 229. I am ready to do this. I am not looking forward to staying at the hospital overnight. 23 hour day stay. YUCK. I hate Baystate's beds. Last time, I got to go home to my comfy couch. I am looking forward to that. OKAY... fingers crossed, prayer said. I am outta here for now. I hope to return a banded woman!
Seriously, I just KICKED the top stair on my staircase. I am sitting here with ice on my damn toe thinking thoughts that are a bit more crude than OUCH.   Today was a loooong freakin day. I wasnt even thru the door at work, my time card not even swiped yet when it began... "Tomorrow:bounce:are you excited???" I give up. Then our computers go down at 7:05 am. So, I clean out my desk and bring my uneaten and not liked protein bars to a coworker 3 offices away and get stuck for 40 minutes or so
Journey? Why the drama? It wasnt a "journey" to fatness... it was an adventure revolving around food. So I am on a JOURNEY to lose weight. Oh what-the-f-ever. I have one more loooong day at work til Friday. I am really getting tired of the questions.. "whens your BIG day?." "Are you excited?" Okay, enough already we went thru this in November when I had to have a fatty liver and a doctor who wussed out and didnt finish the surgery. Friday's the day, YES, I am excited. What do they want me to say

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