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Saw my doctor for the first time in almost 3 months. Expected to get a big lecture on my fantastic 18 pound gain. Thankfully, he was very kind. Filled me up, 2cc's, and sent me on my merry way. Why did I gain? Why did I stop going to see him? It started as being fed up with not being able to eat and vomiting all the time. The last time I saw him, he removed most of my fill. I don't know what happened after that. I got really stressed out with hubby in Afghanastan. Mom being sick. Every
First, I must say this: I love my family with all my heart, but a select few are driving me completely insane! It hit me yesterday, that FEELING is not allowed in my family. Voicing your feelings is not tolerated. And I can't live my life like this anymore. I refuse to raise my children that way. Depression is anger turned inward. And if you don't discuss your feelings you stuff them, with food, alcohol, etc. I CANNOT DO THAT ANY LONGER! I DON'T WANT TO DO THAT ANY LONGER! I just end
Happy New Year all! Thank goodness Christmas is over. Instead of the normal x-mas stress, I had extra with this stupid feud with my sister. She refuses to speak to me, so we had to have seperate Christmases with our parents. Isn't that unbelievable?? I found it quite depressing. She got Christmas eve, so I took my hubby and kids to dinner and a movie. We actually had a really good time! That afternoon, hubby, my Dad and I bowled in a tournament. (I beat the boys! LOL!) It ended up being a pretty
Well, I am now two weeks post-op. Gall bladder is outta there! Surgery was a piece of cake. Ooooh, cake. Sounds yummy! Anyway, two more weeks until I can get back to my regular exercise routine. I can't wait. I have five lbs to go until I hit Onederland!!!!! I am soooo looking forward to that milestone!! My reward is going to be purchasing a pair of 501 Levi's for the first time in, oh, twenty YEARS! LOL! Recently, I heard through the grapevine that my sister thinks my WLS is "cheating." It's n
Weight loss has been slow and steady at the ol' ranch. Officially down 62 pounds as of my five month post-op mark. Pretty darn happy with that. My body feels so different! I even started bowling again, after 20 years!!! I can get down on my knee without it collapsing under my weight! I am having a blast!! The last time I saw my surgeon, he took out about .2 cc's from my band. I was way too tight, unable to eat much of anything. Since then, as long as I eat reaaaaally slow, and take itty bitty b
Okay, for the last three weeks, things have just been strange. After my last appointment, I immediately gained some weight. Which, of course, bummed me OUT. I had no restriction, and was going on willpower, which always wavers when I am depressed. So, I've been gaining and losing the same five pounds for 3 weeks. But, strangely, my afternoon meal, always comes up after just a few bites. Evening meal, I feel no restriction, and can eat more than I think I should be able to. And certainly m
Okay, three weeks ago I got my second fill. I had 2 cc's added to my band. The last three weeks have been rough. Almost everything I've eaten has come right back up. At first I thought that maybe it would get better after a few days. Then I started eating only about 3-4 bites each meal, and I would usually be okay. I just got used to not being able to eat. And it didn't hurt that the scale was quickly moving downward! Yes, I knew I had too much restriction. Yes, I knew I wasn't getting proper nu
I went in for my first fill Wednesday. I had this goal of losing 30 lbs by my first fill. I stepped on the scale, and I had lost 24. I made a COMPLETE fool of myself. I was so disappointed, that by the time they sat me in the little room, I was in tears. My dh was trying to calm me down when my doctor walked in. He was baffled at my reaction. It was cute, he got this really stern look on his face, and asked me if I was supposed to worry about losing weight the first 4 weeks after surgery?
I finally moved into band-land!:frown: Monday I was scheduled for surgery at 1:30p. My hubby woke me up Monday morning around 8 and told me the hospital had had a cancellation, and wanted me to come in asap! YIKES! I showered and dressed and we headed to the hospital. It took me about 15 minutes to check in and suddenly I was in pre-op getting gowned and IV'ed. It was around 10 am. My potassium was perfect, so I knew it was a "go." I suddenly got really nervous! LOL!Twenty minutes later
Yesterday, I arrived at the hospital @ 1:30, as scheduled. Hubby & I went through the paperwork part of the procedure and then waited. I was called back to the pre-op room and changed into my snazzy little gown & booties. The nurse had me lay down on the gurney and tucked me in under warm, cozy blankets. She asked me oodles of questions, started my IV and then brought my hubby back to see me. Another nurse came back and told me she needed to do a needle-stick because there was an issue
Okay, I have 56 hours until my surgery. Not that I am counting the minutes or anything. :smile: So, I have this wonderful family. My folks live very close by, in the house I grew up in. My sister & her family live 3 blocks from them. I am married to an incredibly sweet man and have two sensational children! I know, it's sickening. :wink2: I also have a crazy, abusive, alcoholic Aunt, so it ain't all butterflies and rainbows! Anyhoodles, my daughter is my buddy. She just turned eighteen an
Insomnia rears its ugly head. I was wondering when my old friend would show up. I can't believe how quickly the surgery is approaching. Four more days and I will be in the operating room. I have these moments of pure terror and other moments where I feel nothing but calm. Yesterday morning I went to St. Mary's Hospital to get all my pre-admission testing done. I haven't been to that hospital since 1992, when my Grandmother passed away. When Mom & I walked through the corridors it struck me
Sixteen days until my surgery!! I have been shopping for protein drinks. Purchased a few books to help me along my journey. Stocked up on things I may need post-op. It is bizarre. I am doing all these things to get ready, and yet it seems surreal. I can't believe I am actually doing this!! Last night at dinner, I ordered a sandwich and fries, because I know those foods won't play a big part in my "new" life. When I eat something, I can't help but think, "That might be the last time I ever have

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