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I am nearly four weeks out. My experience with this is that it happens when you eat too much or too fast. It is not like vomiting, in that there is no "upheaval". Rather, there is pain in the chest and a kind of foamy saliva slowly comes back up your esophagus until it reaches your mouth and you can spit it out. In my case, the first time was with a popsicle. It took about ten minutes for all of the popsicle to come back up - a foamy, purple substance (grape popsicle). It was very uncomfortable and unpleasant but to me not as bad as vomiting because there was no nausea. You just knew it was coming up and waited it out.

Hello Sleeve Friends,
Like everyone else, when I began my WLS journey, I had several goals in mind other than just reaching a certain number on the scale. This week I attained two of them that are very dear to my heart!
First of all, as of today I weigh less than my perpetually fit husband. We are nearly the same height (5' 8"/9") and when we first met in the mid 1970['s, he weighed 165 and I weighed 135. Over the years, my weight crept up and up while his remained just the same. By the time I started my pre-op diet, I outweighed him by 65 pounds. Today I am wearing size medium clothes and we look like we "match" again - a real dream come true.
Secondly, I am once again wearing my original wedding ring, which I had to put away about 15 years ago because it no longer fit. I hope and expect that I will never again have to take it off due to "fat finger syndrome".
All of the years that I have struggled with my weight, my sweet husband has been supportive and kind. This has continued throughout my surgery and recovery. Now he is reaping some of the benefits of his kindness and patience, as we two 60-somethings are acting a little like teenagers again. (Hope that doesn't gross any of you out! )
These two dreams-come-true are making today a very special Valentine's Day for me.
Best wishes to you all,
Bonnie

Hello Sleeve Friends,
Like everyone else, when I began my WLS journey, I had several goals in mind other than just reaching a certain number on the scale. This week I attained two of them that are very dear to my heart!
First of all, as of today I weigh less than my perpetually fit husband. We are nearly the same height (5' 8"/9") and when we first met in the mid 1970['s, he weighed 165 and I weighed 135. Over the years, my weight crept up and up while his remained just the same. By the time I started my pre-op diet, I outweighed him by 65 pounds. Today I am wearing size medium clothes and we look like we "match" again - a real dream come true.
Secondly, I am once again wearing my original wedding ring, which I had to put away about 15 years ago because it no longer fit. I hope and expect that I will never again have to take it off due to "fat finger syndrome".
All of the years that I have struggled with my weight, my sweet husband has been supportive and kind. This has continued throughout my surgery and recovery. Now he is reaping some of the benefits of his kindness and patience, as we two 60-somethings are acting a little like teenagers again. (Hope that doesn't gross any of you out! )
These two dreams-come-true are making today a very special Valentine's Day for me.
Best wishes to you all,
Bonnie

Hello Sleeve Friends,
Like everyone else, when I began my WLS journey, I had several goals in mind other than just reaching a certain number on the scale. This week I attained two of them that are very dear to my heart!
First of all, as of today I weigh less than my perpetually fit husband. We are nearly the same height (5' 8"/9") and when we first met in the mid 1970['s, he weighed 165 and I weighed 135. Over the years, my weight crept up and up while his remained just the same. By the time I started my pre-op diet, I outweighed him by 65 pounds. Today I am wearing size medium clothes and we look like we "match" again - a real dream come true.
Secondly, I am once again wearing my original wedding ring, which I had to put away about 15 years ago because it no longer fit. I hope and expect that I will never again have to take it off due to "fat finger syndrome".
All of the years that I have struggled with my weight, my sweet husband has been supportive and kind. This has continued throughout my surgery and recovery. Now he is reaping some of the benefits of his kindness and patience, as we two 60-somethings are acting a little like teenagers again. (Hope that doesn't gross any of you out! )
These two dreams-come-true are making today a very special Valentine's Day for me.
Best wishes to you all,
Bonnie

Hello Sleeve Friends,
Like everyone else, when I began my WLS journey, I had several goals in mind other than just reaching a certain number on the scale. This week I attained two of them that are very dear to my heart!
First of all, as of today I weigh less than my perpetually fit husband. We are nearly the same height (5' 8"/9") and when we first met in the mid 1970['s, he weighed 165 and I weighed 135. Over the years, my weight crept up and up while his remained just the same. By the time I started my pre-op diet, I outweighed him by 65 pounds. Today I am wearing size medium clothes and we look like we "match" again - a real dream come true.
Secondly, I am once again wearing my original wedding ring, which I had to put away about 15 years ago because it no longer fit. I hope and expect that I will never again have to take it off due to "fat finger syndrome".
All of the years that I have struggled with my weight, my sweet husband has been supportive and kind. This has continued throughout my surgery and recovery. Now he is reaping some of the benefits of his kindness and patience, as we two 60-somethings are acting a little like teenagers again. (Hope that doesn't gross any of you out! )
These two dreams-come-true are making today a very special Valentine's Day for me.
Best wishes to you all,
Bonnie

Congratulations, Sweetie! I remember last spring when you were having so much trouble, back in the hospital, etc. I hope that's all a dim memory to you now. You look so beautiful. Best wishes for getting that dizziness resolved real soon!

Hello Sleeve Friends,
I was sleeved October 25. I had a minor complication with internal bleeding afterwards due to the surgeons having found and removed a (benign) spot on my liver. The day after surgery I had a blood transfusion and after another day they determined the internal bleeding had stopped. As a result of the bleeding, I didn't get what I now realize is pretty standard - a blood thinner such as Heparin. I actually noticed, around that time, comments from several folks on the forum talking about shots in the tummy and thought, hmmm - I'm glad I didn't have to have those!
Yesterday, I called the doctor's office because I was having so much trouble with acid reflux. I really only expected to hear that I should take a second Prilosec each day for the acid. Instead, the doctor said he wanted me readmitted to the hospital, which was discouraging because my husband and I live more than three hours away. When I arrived, I casually mentioned that I had woken up in the morning with an odd little cramp in my left calf. I assumed it was due to a little dehydration or lack or potassium, which in the past I have solved by eating bananas. At my ripe old age, odd little aches and pains just seem to go with the territory.
The acid situation, after a barium swallow, was treated the way I expected. But an ultrasound revealed the little cramp in my leg was actually a blood clot. It is a small one, which I think makes it relatively less dangerous. Never the less, I am being sent home tomorrow with 180 syringes of Lovenox, which I must self-inject for the next 90 days. (Oooh, and I'm such a needle wimp!) After that, it has been implied that I will take Coumadin (sp?) indefinitely. How this will impact my planned knee replacement surgery early next year remains to be seen.
Why did this happen? No one has said so, but I can't help thinking that I didn't move around enough when I got home the first time. It was easy to excuse myself because of severe arthritis in my left knee and the additional surgical insult to my body (liver, sleeve, hiatal hernia repair = 8 incisions, additional swelling and pain, etc.); I let my sweet, sweet husband wait on me every time he said, "can I get you anything"? This time, no excuses for me! I will be moving, moving, moving,
I wanted to share my little story in the hopes that someone might be able to learn from the Voice of Experience and not have to take the little detour that I did on this weight-loss journey; my planned one-night stay in the hospital has now become five nights. Move around at least once an hour while you are awake and don't dismiss any little cramps/pains in your arms or legs!
Thanks for reading - the forum means so much to me, it's like a friend who never sleeps and is always ready to listen and share.
By the way....I AM losing weight!
Bonnie