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i think i might have figured out what my problem was... i drink hot tea in the mornings and for the past few days ive been drinking decaf! found out yesterday, drunk some caf, and im better! still hungrier than usual though. but it feels more in control now...

hahahahah you said frogs teeth... no but seriously, synical, i look forward to your posts because you are honestly describing your experiences! they DO HELP other people coming right behind you wondering the same thing sometimes or at least give a heads up about stuff that can happen and im grateful. Its one of the main reasons for joining the board, to find out what other bandsters experiences are! im still struggling today. I really overdid it last night at a restraunt with friends, and i had cheese manicotti and TWO BITES of bread. Something about a) the amount of the food i ate plus :eek: BREAD! WHAT WAS I THINKING? and c) PASTA. oh. beautiful pasta...and i was miserable all night last night. im back to REAL softies today, Maltomeal for breakfast, three oz whitefish fillet and tom and rice soup (i love the condensed w/o water i know its wierd) and im still Ravenous. Capital R. avinous. :whine: what you said your dr said was comforting. ill keep that in mind this week. I go in on the 19 for my first fill. im dying for real food. oh hey..i just read the back of my guacamole package...i didnt know a SERVING SIZE was TWO TABLESPOONS! fifty calories....with fifteen servings per package...and i used to eat a whole package..how many calories does that add up to?

isnt it wierd how some times we can eat some things and other times we cant eat anything like them? and visa versa??? tonight my friends treated me to a VERY nice and expensive italian restrant. I ordered the cheese manicotti thinking (ricotta cheese =mushy, sauce = will go down, pasta=yum!) and eating it was heaven...BUT... let me emphasise BUT...or even substitute HOWEVER ... about five minutes after dinner while we were all sitting there...i felt the last bite hit and YES ladies and gentlemen she is WILDLY stuck and in PUBLIC! my friends understood i needed to get home, where i immediately changed shoes and WALKED like my guts depended on it. I walked fifteen blocks and when i came back i felt much better...but holy cow. (it was still very good...but i dont think ill be doing that again)

Oh my gosh...listen, as ive said before in a post i made today, im having serious appetite problems and ive been exceptionally hungry. i just went out with a new friend of mine here, and we went to the first place i ever had (ever) sushi at, a year or so ago. And this time had the best sushi in the universe. holy cow. each piece i took and put on plate, cut in quarters! and i still ate a LOT of it. I also carefully soaked each piece in soy, wasabe and ginger and chewed everything well. it was AMAZING! What flavor! What beautiful food! it bloomed in my mouth! one roll was a rock and roll, roll and the other was a crazy maki roll. then my friend also ordered a steak filet plate with grilled shrimp. OH MY GOSH it was so great. THEN....! the owner of the place knew my friend, and started giving us shots of special reserve sake! holy cow. i got through one of the strong ones, and then he brought out a type of sake that was soooo smooth, it was milky, and was a first run pull off of a premium sake, im telling you it was the best dinner all the way around ive had in maaany moons. Im a happy puppy. if i could only eat like that all the time. ... ive not had a problem with any pb tonight. Ive been very careful and been looking for them. so far, so good! im amazed. (and a little dazed) and just feel awesome. so..this was my first sushi since the surgery. Im so glad i went. yum.

Hey Betsy! im in my last week in galveston. Im fighting having to go home. i dont wanna. they have snow, i have beach and 80 degree days! im behind on my work, but i think it will be okay. hopefully. i go in for my first fill March 19, and i leave March 21rst.

i still think we should all go over and kick ollies mominlaw... can we kick someone's mom in law?

jess, i can relate to your story. my dad passed injuly 05 and his twin brother nine days later, my son had a stroke the previous december and my mother lost a breast and went through chemo right after she returned from being evacuated (with my oldest son) from Rita. (it was a tough year) it was preband but i gained a hundred lbs. we eat when we grieve. top it off, id quit smoking dec04 (after 23 yrs, 19 at three packs a day) and stayed smoke free during everything else. after my mom started chemo i found the answer one day. The day she called crying saying she lost her hair (she had been in denial that it would happen, she thought attitude would prevent it) i went to a local salon and had ALL my hair cut off (to a supershort cut, like a little boys) and kept it that way until i felt i was done. Its just now growing back. Its right now scraggly and about chin length. it worked though. Im not saying a donut isnt sexy.....but sometimes something big makes that "when i said whoa, i mean whoa" statement better than suffering quietly through it, regardless of what it is. Im in galveston right now hiding from the snow up north and working. I go back home on March 21rst. Good luck to you!!!

i do not know anything about dr Naaman, but i actually came from northern maine to houston tx to be banded by Dr Mattew J St Laurent. I checked his stats online and talked to some other of his patients. He answers all his own email, and will call you back if you call him. He does all his own fills, and is very patient oriented. he is actually licensed with the manufacturers of the inamed band to teach other dr's the proceedure. Hes done over 1500 of them. Just throwing this out there....

Man what a thread! My appetite is back with a vengence. im still trying to eat soft foods but its tough. I want a cheeseburger. i wont dare. first food that wasnt pureed was poached egg. then moved onto scrambled egg. then scrambled egg with chopped ham (tiny teeny bits) cooked in olive oil. then fish. had a bp on a BITE of scrambled egg that went down too fast. but now...im all over it. i still wont do bread...but eggs BENEDICT is my favorite thing in the world. baked potatoes came in handy when my brother came down and insisted on restrants every five minutes. if you get bored...spinach quiche is WONDERFUL. ive done malt o meal, oatmeal, guacamole no problem. yogurts, natural Peanut Butter with welches grape juice to sip on beforehand...(yum) and ive had canned raviolis and canned chicken noodle O Soups. balsamic tomato and rice soup! (yum) and mashed Beans. I love these. so.... um... im hungry. and i want birthday cake and a cheeseburger. :::

hey guys! im heading towards my one month banding anniversary too...March 13. I havent wieghed since my two week post op check up, but i feel pretty good. no pain, no where, cept when i try to eat too fast. im good...

I Just Hit twoterville, after not seeing it for a long time.... and its just as nice as i remembered it!!! My last weigh in i was at 298. Id love to see 150 again, heck, 160 would be awesome, and as i recall, i even feel pretty fantastic at 170. just in that ballpark would be awesome. i go in for my first fill March 19th. I go on a plane trip back to Maine (from Houston) March 21rst. i ride a bicycle twice a day every day. i walk during the day too. My job has me standing for hours unbroken.

I vote for kicking her really hard!!! kick her, Ollie (tell them that the voices on the internet told you to, ill back you up)!! Bubble..man thats a toughie. sometimes it seems that people save up all their stupid to hit people with at their most vulnerable times. Can we go kick Ollies MIL now?

and i want to replace something...anything...with sex!!! hahahaha i jest, but seriously...

holy cow!!! I WANT ONE! seriously? keep in touch with me, i want to go through your surgeon!

woooohooo! girl you are on your way... jack...omg...lmao....thats just...wrong or something. for some reason im turned on...and thats wrong too. good lord.

ack!!!!! listen..ive been riding my patrons bicycle all over this island, and im still a big person. sometimes when i stop at cross walks i see people in cars look at me and there is this part of me that wants to scream, "Im a FAT GIRL ON A BIKE! YES, I AM. AND IM DOING SOMETHING ABOUT IT! NOW WISH ME A GOOD MORNING AND GO GET YOUR EGG MCMUFFIN WHILE I SIP ON SLIMFAST....DAMIT" HAHAHAHAHA. hehehehe.. i CANT yell at people like that...but sometimes id like to.

syn! good lord honey, that sounds like it hurt terribly! I will definitely remember this if i need to go on antibiotics for any reason. WHEET!!! you look GRRRREAT!!! man you can really tell the difference. You must feel awesome. did you get shorter too? shorty. shortness. short shorty. just gonna call you shorty from now on...

god what a RELIEF it is to listen to what you guys have been through. I can relate to each one! Ive blanked out so many instances where ive cried because of what someone has said. My brother. i love him, he's three years younger and our relationship is always strained. Hes sarcastic alot. He does it to be funny, sometimes just to be funny to me...but i got called shamu and other things a lot. He just flew down for two weeks (right after my surgery) and i wound up telling him so hed understand why i didnt want to 'go out to eat' our families favorite activity. I know hes supportive and approves the decision based on our dad, and applauds me for being proactive...but the last day he was here he said something i didnt understand. ive lost 39 lbs since i started this journey, and here, since before the surgery, i have been on liquids and mushies, i get up at sunrise and ride the bike to the pier (for about an hour) then walk in the afternoons, clean house, work, then ride again to the seawall at sunset...we were sitting down the day before he left and i explained that my energy was pretty low after getting back from riding, and he said (in all seriousness) "Well you HAVE to be more ACTIVE!" 39 lbs...ride all over the island and work all day. holy smokes. i remember walking up a hill when i was in the last days of second pregnancy. I was MISERABLE and had gained about 80 lbs. dr said walk walk walk to help. a group of college kids rode up the hill and a boy screamed "lose some f.. weight!" and threw a shake at me. i was at my bank, where i get along with everyone well, and i was leaving, a man i know who is a bit slow comes in and says, (Loudly) "when you having your baby?" and like most of you, i replied, "not pregnant, just fat." and left feeling everyone's eyes on me. the most recent one that i can think of was hillarious. i still dont quite understand it. I had a patron come in (who used to come into the studio a LOT without notice and just hang out) and asked if he could talk to me in private. I went with him into the gallery. (he knows i was married ive talked about my husband a LOT) and he said to me, "I dont see you from here to here (and motioned from my neck down), I see you from here to here (my head up) and thats what matters to me, a beautiful face, nice smile. and i think, honestly, that he was trying to pay me a compliment of some sort...but talk about timing..my husband 'dropped by' walking over and kissing my hair and patting me on the bum. we all just stood there for a minute. I couldnt help but feel my face smiling ear to ear uncontrollably. Funny...i never saw that particular gentlemen again. this was at my highest weight. im deeply in love withmy husband, and i know he loves me, but we have both gained so much weight since we started out nineteen years ago. I have no doubt its affected 'the attraction' between us. He said hes inspired by what im doing. Hes immediately went back on atkins and theres hope we might find the physical 'stuff' again. we both want that. He hasnt said "the words which cant and shouldnt ever be said" ...specificly "we have gotten so fat we cant have sex anymore like we used to" butttttttt. its right there. still...i love that he pats me on the bum when he smooches me

man its cool. thanks for going the extra step in not to affend. we are cool. in all fairness to you, I had a two week stretch that has left me a bit sensitive, Lets just shower and go to the next bit of post op goodness. and for real..i didnt get discharge instructions. I didnt have my surgery at a hospital, but a surgical center. I did see my surgeon at the two week mark. Hes quite wonderful. answers his own emails too! isnt that somethin?

it was directed at the two posts prior to mine. I didnt recieve any "discharge papers" that had this info on it, and as typed and repeated in the original post, id forgot to ask. I was grateful for the supportive posts that came after and we even had a snicker or two, but some people seem to forget this is a SUPPORT board.

"hey all! this is another question i should have asked while i was there, but of course i didnt. When can we take a shower??? Do we change bandages or just leave the ones the dr put on..on? can anyone advise?" um, yeah as i said in the original post, i forgot to ask. I did this by myself and didnt have someone to hold important papers or whatever. Ive asked my surgeon since then though and have it covered. Thanks for degrading the question and making me feel stupid though...truely appreciated. Im so glad you know everything there is to know about the surgery, preop and post op. I bet since you know so much the only reason you lurk the boards is to help poor stupid people such as myself stumble through the process. How wonderful!

doh! thats a good one!

hahahahahahahaha...ive thought about sucking on donuts and spitting them out. I have gone out for bike rides without them and while it pissed them off a little, i felt better. Unfortunately though, hiding in my room and not taking the bait has not been enough. fifteen minutes ago my mother drove off in a huff and i closed the door abruptly behind her. i feel a HUGE relief, but at the same time, i HATE that it ended that way with her. i feel like i cant win with my mom, and i know she feels that way too. when shes isnt in my presence i LOVE HER SO MUCH and im so proud of her, when shes in my living room, i cant get past her. She had chemo last year and during the process lost her 'editor' the thing that says "dont say this" and she just rattles whatever is on her mind, which is usually negative. She also has no sense of time. To her, the days on days its actually been, feels like thirty minutes to her. but..anyway, shes gone, and really mad at me, and its okay. by the way, when you get to the binge eating thing and have trouble fighting it, ground up chicken cooked in chicken broth then blended in blender, (ahead of time just to have on hand) mixed in with grocery bought premade guacamole is HEAVEN. i have two tablespoons of Peanut Butter with my name on it later when the "gotta have sugar" thing hits. im hoping to be ready at sunset to get back out there and start over. sunrise i ride to the seawall and send mom a wish that it would have ended better. id kill for a donut right now.

they all found out. it started with my brother and went to my mom who has camped out here and wont leave. I cant do anything or go anywhere. I am nearly forty years old and i cant shake this problem. They BOTH have invited MORE people to come and i cant hang anymore. all they want to do is go out and eat and im being shoulda and couldas to death. im ready to snap. ive been so freaking good. Im very close to snapping. anyone else have family that is ACTIVELY sabotoging them?

argon! i know, its gorgeous here. ive enjoyed it tremendously. I have to go back home March 21rst. How close are we to each other? are there lap band support groups up there?