jg9956

what a great story/post. outstanding success. very very proud of you.

To start off, I went to the Dr. for my second fill on New Year's Eve. I was both thrilled and upset that my Dr. said he wasn't going to give me a fill. He said I was losing weight much faster than others and that there was no need and was happy about my progress. I, of course, going into the appt., didn't think 6lbs in 3 weeks was such an accomplishment, but I guess so! At least I'm consistently losing at this point, I am happy for that. But of course, don't we all want it to go away faster? lol
So, on to the NSV. I went to a local thrift store today in search of some lighter clothes for my trip to FL next week. To my surprise, I saw a Burberry peacoat on the rack and decided to give it a try, after thinking, nah, it will never fit. I've never fit into nice peacoats, ever...unless men's, and obviously very bulky and horrendous looking. To my surprise, it fit...even with my bulky sweatshirt on and to add to that, a Burberry coat for $6! Woo hoo Not to mention, I also purchased a few shirts and pants...which I NEVER find anything to fit me, or I just hated my body so much before that I wasn't excited about buying new clothes. Down from a 22 pant size to a snug 16 now and it feels so good

To start off, I went to the Dr. for my second fill on New Year's Eve. I was both thrilled and upset that my Dr. said he wasn't going to give me a fill. He said I was losing weight much faster than others and that there was no need and was happy about my progress. I, of course, going into the appt., didn't think 6lbs in 3 weeks was such an accomplishment, but I guess so! At least I'm consistently losing at this point, I am happy for that. But of course, don't we all want it to go away faster? lol
So, on to the NSV. I went to a local thrift store today in search of some lighter clothes for my trip to FL next week. To my surprise, I saw a Burberry peacoat on the rack and decided to give it a try, after thinking, nah, it will never fit. I've never fit into nice peacoats, ever...unless men's, and obviously very bulky and horrendous looking. To my surprise, it fit...even with my bulky sweatshirt on and to add to that, a Burberry coat for $6! Woo hoo Not to mention, I also purchased a few shirts and pants...which I NEVER find anything to fit me, or I just hated my body so much before that I wasn't excited about buying new clothes. Down from a 22 pant size to a snug 16 now and it feels so good

To start off, I went to the Dr. for my second fill on New Year's Eve. I was both thrilled and upset that my Dr. said he wasn't going to give me a fill. He said I was losing weight much faster than others and that there was no need and was happy about my progress. I, of course, going into the appt., didn't think 6lbs in 3 weeks was such an accomplishment, but I guess so! At least I'm consistently losing at this point, I am happy for that. But of course, don't we all want it to go away faster? lol
So, on to the NSV. I went to a local thrift store today in search of some lighter clothes for my trip to FL next week. To my surprise, I saw a Burberry peacoat on the rack and decided to give it a try, after thinking, nah, it will never fit. I've never fit into nice peacoats, ever...unless men's, and obviously very bulky and horrendous looking. To my surprise, it fit...even with my bulky sweatshirt on and to add to that, a Burberry coat for $6! Woo hoo Not to mention, I also purchased a few shirts and pants...which I NEVER find anything to fit me, or I just hated my body so much before that I wasn't excited about buying new clothes. Down from a 22 pant size to a snug 16 now and it feels so good

To start off, I went to the Dr. for my second fill on New Year's Eve. I was both thrilled and upset that my Dr. said he wasn't going to give me a fill. He said I was losing weight much faster than others and that there was no need and was happy about my progress. I, of course, going into the appt., didn't think 6lbs in 3 weeks was such an accomplishment, but I guess so! At least I'm consistently losing at this point, I am happy for that. But of course, don't we all want it to go away faster? lol
So, on to the NSV. I went to a local thrift store today in search of some lighter clothes for my trip to FL next week. To my surprise, I saw a Burberry peacoat on the rack and decided to give it a try, after thinking, nah, it will never fit. I've never fit into nice peacoats, ever...unless men's, and obviously very bulky and horrendous looking. To my surprise, it fit...even with my bulky sweatshirt on and to add to that, a Burberry coat for $6! Woo hoo Not to mention, I also purchased a few shirts and pants...which I NEVER find anything to fit me, or I just hated my body so much before that I wasn't excited about buying new clothes. Down from a 22 pant size to a snug 16 now and it feels so good

To start off, I went to the Dr. for my second fill on New Year's Eve. I was both thrilled and upset that my Dr. said he wasn't going to give me a fill. He said I was losing weight much faster than others and that there was no need and was happy about my progress. I, of course, going into the appt., didn't think 6lbs in 3 weeks was such an accomplishment, but I guess so! At least I'm consistently losing at this point, I am happy for that. But of course, don't we all want it to go away faster? lol
So, on to the NSV. I went to a local thrift store today in search of some lighter clothes for my trip to FL next week. To my surprise, I saw a Burberry peacoat on the rack and decided to give it a try, after thinking, nah, it will never fit. I've never fit into nice peacoats, ever...unless men's, and obviously very bulky and horrendous looking. To my surprise, it fit...even with my bulky sweatshirt on and to add to that, a Burberry coat for $6! Woo hoo Not to mention, I also purchased a few shirts and pants...which I NEVER find anything to fit me, or I just hated my body so much before that I wasn't excited about buying new clothes. Down from a 22 pant size to a snug 16 now and it feels so good

To start off, I went to the Dr. for my second fill on New Year's Eve. I was both thrilled and upset that my Dr. said he wasn't going to give me a fill. He said I was losing weight much faster than others and that there was no need and was happy about my progress. I, of course, going into the appt., didn't think 6lbs in 3 weeks was such an accomplishment, but I guess so! At least I'm consistently losing at this point, I am happy for that. But of course, don't we all want it to go away faster? lol
So, on to the NSV. I went to a local thrift store today in search of some lighter clothes for my trip to FL next week. To my surprise, I saw a Burberry peacoat on the rack and decided to give it a try, after thinking, nah, it will never fit. I've never fit into nice peacoats, ever...unless men's, and obviously very bulky and horrendous looking. To my surprise, it fit...even with my bulky sweatshirt on and to add to that, a Burberry coat for $6! Woo hoo Not to mention, I also purchased a few shirts and pants...which I NEVER find anything to fit me, or I just hated my body so much before that I wasn't excited about buying new clothes. Down from a 22 pant size to a snug 16 now and it feels so good

I hate how many people on here lecture other people. They tell everyone what they should be doing and that if you don't do it a certain way it won't work. Which is bull. And not to mention how rude everyone is these days. I come on here for help and support, and now if I come on here I just want to scream at people to lighten up. Don't be so strict on others! If that's how you want to do this journey that's fine, but I don't need to hear your lectures and you don't need to be so stuck up just because your loosing weight. Everyone here is loosing weight, you aren't any better or smarter than other people.
As long as you're loosing weight and happy with yourself and what you are doing, that's all that matters!

Yes, if you do not feel comfortable, look for another Dr. even if it means driving a distance. You don't want to regret your decision later because there is no going back. It's interesting for me that someone said if you're addicted to sweets to not have the Lap Band. I am addicted to sweets but fall in a different category...I am a pastry chef and need to taste my product on occasion, therefore I couldn't very well have dumping syndrome all day at the bakery! lol But on another note, it is very hard with the band to keep away from the sweets, especially knowing you can have them with no awful side effects. I'm in a tough spot, sometimes I wish I hadn't had the band so that I would'nt be able to touch sweets but knowing that I can eat normally is wonderful. I don't want to be running to the bathroom if I make a slight mistake and take a bite of a cupcake.

Thank you everyone for your kind words. Thank you to those of you that reached out to me through private message. This was exactly what I was thinking LBT was going to be when I joined. I understand that certain people have no filter and that is the way they are. I'm not judging anyone just the way that I don't want to be judged. All I have to say to certain individuals is congrats to you if you've made it through this process mistake-free...perhaps I cannot be that perfect, nor do I want to be. If life was perfect, it would be boring and unfullfilling to me. I am going to make mistakes and hope that I learn from them. I'm early in my weight loss journey, some of you are at goal...please don't forget they days when you were in my shoes.
When I read the first few posts, I was distraught to be honest. I cried in my 1 cup bowl of turkey chili...in front of my kids, nonetheless. They couldn't figure out why mommy was crying while she was eating. I couldn't explain it to them other than to just tell them to treat others the way you would want to be treated. A couple of things struck a nerve to me. First and foremost that the pie killed me. Now, not knowing my personal struggle with food or just everyday life, I wouldn't expect anyone to know that would hurt so much. I went through a long period of time where I secretly struggled with suicide. Maybe not over pie, exactly LOL but food was a huge issue for me that made me depressed.
Secondly, that I chose food over family. I never once chose food over family, EVER. I sat at a dinner table with my parents, my sister and her family and my own two beautiful children. It was never about food. Sure I was excited to eat, but to say that...those are fighting words. My father told me during dinner that I needed more on my plate...I politely told him, I can't eat more than this. He took it as me starving myself. I said, NO I really cannot eat more or I will vomit. Enough said. My father never liked seeing me over weight, as he has never had weight issues, but yet always wanted to make me happy, even if it meant feeding me more than I needed. I deal with this on a daily basis. Family who doesn't really support me, a semi-supportive husband who understands but at the same time, lost his eating buddy. And then my kids, who don't understand why I can't eat the way I used to. Their too young to understand all of it's complications. So yes, everyday is a struggle for me...I don't need a stranger to point their finger at me and tell me what I'm doing wrong or that I'm a complete failure.
Food is all around me...I will always struggle...I'm a pastry chef, I own a cupcake and cake bakery. My husband is a manager for Dunkin Donuts. Together we are a recipe for disaster LOL And this is why I empathize with the two donut hole girl! haha. I was the 25 donut hole girl, the 6 cupcake girl, the frappuccino girl, the fresh baked sugar cookie girl...oh i could go on and on...
Long story short, I understand where the negativity was coming from. I don't like it, but I understand it. I just think words can be used differently. Think before you write...think about what your words can do to another person that you don't even know. We're all here to support each other. Thanks again to everyone that appreciated my honesty and stood up for me. You're the best!

The most difficult thing to convey in email/text/chat is emotion. People frequently get in trouble for typing exactly what they would say out loud. Unfortunately, without the tone of voice to signal their emotion, it is easy to misinterpret their intent.

The most difficult thing to convey in email/text/chat is emotion. People frequently get in trouble for typing exactly what they would say out loud. Unfortunately, without the tone of voice to signal their emotion, it is easy to misinterpret their intent.

The most difficult thing to convey in email/text/chat is emotion. People frequently get in trouble for typing exactly what they would say out loud. Unfortunately, without the tone of voice to signal their emotion, it is easy to misinterpret their intent.

Unless the naysayers paid for your surgery they really have no right to offer their rude comments. And if they did pay for your surgery they must ha e believed in you so ask them why the change of heart.
My reply to anyone you wasnt on my team would be....I appreciate your interest but I would prefer if you kept your comments to yourself. This is my journey and i need your support not your ridicule. The band isnt a miracle cure .... its a tool to help me lose weight and keep it off. And oh by the way... Just because I was banded doesn't mean the weight is going to drop off in a month.

I wouldn't be surprised if one day, someone joins this forum and says "my doctor told me in order for the band to work, I would have to do hand stand push ups 3x a week, alternating from left hand to right hand 30 times, while polishing my toe nails with my teeth. and I can't eat green Beans...does your doctor make you do this? "
I wish these doctors would just all attend a seminar and get on the same page.

I can tell you from personal experience that at. 377 It took a long time for people who didn't know I was banded to notice my weight loss, in fact I remember when I hit a loss of 100 lbs I went to a conference with coworkers I see once a year. Several asked if I had a new hair style, I was like... I have lost 100 lbs...why haven't you noticed??? But I was still at 277 lbs so I was still fat.
Fast forward to the 2nd 100 lbs lost and it's a HUGE change !! People will walk across the street to see if it's really me... It's amazing their reaction and when I say I have been dieting 2 years they seem surprised.
And for me... I still see a heavier girl even though I now am in a size 6 on top and 8/10 bottom. But my aha moment came a few weeks ago....doing laundry and I pulled my jeans out of the dryer and wondered why my daughters jeans were in with my clothes... Lol. I realized they were mine and it was like...wow I am pretty thin!!

I'm still very new at this but I average about 900-1000 cals per day and it tells me the same thing. I checked out weight watchers to see how many calories I would normally consume with their program like I had in the past and I was around 1800, which is obviously way too much for a bariatric program. However, I wasn't moving at that calorie range so I find when I step up my calorie intake to just above 1200 it helps me lose weight more. Maybe you should try upping your calories one or two days per week to give your metabolism a little shake up. Just make sure you're eating good foods for the extra calories. Good luck!

I understand completely. I ordered take out almost every night of the week before I was banded. And it was good quality food...not McDonalds or Burger King. However, that is how I kept creeping up in weight and led me to 270lbs and counting. I'm not going to lie, I miss it at times, but I feel so much better now that I cook my own food. I still get take out maybe once a week but it's much healthier, all Protein, no carbs and usually only eat half and save the other for the next day, or better yet, share it with my kids. I run a very busy lifestyle so it's hard to cook all of the time. Not to mention, the extra $150+ a week in my purse is so worth it! I couldn't believe how much money I spent on take out. I could've saved to buy a house after all those years! lol

Thank you everyone for your kind words. Thank you to those of you that reached out to me through private message. This was exactly what I was thinking LBT was going to be when I joined. I understand that certain people have no filter and that is the way they are. I'm not judging anyone just the way that I don't want to be judged. All I have to say to certain individuals is congrats to you if you've made it through this process mistake-free...perhaps I cannot be that perfect, nor do I want to be. If life was perfect, it would be boring and unfullfilling to me. I am going to make mistakes and hope that I learn from them. I'm early in my weight loss journey, some of you are at goal...please don't forget they days when you were in my shoes.
When I read the first few posts, I was distraught to be honest. I cried in my 1 cup bowl of turkey chili...in front of my kids, nonetheless. They couldn't figure out why mommy was crying while she was eating. I couldn't explain it to them other than to just tell them to treat others the way you would want to be treated. A couple of things struck a nerve to me. First and foremost that the pie killed me. Now, not knowing my personal struggle with food or just everyday life, I wouldn't expect anyone to know that would hurt so much. I went through a long period of time where I secretly struggled with suicide. Maybe not over pie, exactly LOL but food was a huge issue for me that made me depressed.
Secondly, that I chose food over family. I never once chose food over family, EVER. I sat at a dinner table with my parents, my sister and her family and my own two beautiful children. It was never about food. Sure I was excited to eat, but to say that...those are fighting words. My father told me during dinner that I needed more on my plate...I politely told him, I can't eat more than this. He took it as me starving myself. I said, NO I really cannot eat more or I will vomit. Enough said. My father never liked seeing me over weight, as he has never had weight issues, but yet always wanted to make me happy, even if it meant feeding me more than I needed. I deal with this on a daily basis. Family who doesn't really support me, a semi-supportive husband who understands but at the same time, lost his eating buddy. And then my kids, who don't understand why I can't eat the way I used to. Their too young to understand all of it's complications. So yes, everyday is a struggle for me...I don't need a stranger to point their finger at me and tell me what I'm doing wrong or that I'm a complete failure.
Food is all around me...I will always struggle...I'm a pastry chef, I own a cupcake and cake bakery. My husband is a manager for Dunkin Donuts. Together we are a recipe for disaster LOL And this is why I empathize with the two donut hole girl! haha. I was the 25 donut hole girl, the 6 cupcake girl, the frappuccino girl, the fresh baked sugar cookie girl...oh i could go on and on...
Long story short, I understand where the negativity was coming from. I don't like it, but I understand it. I just think words can be used differently. Think before you write...think about what your words can do to another person that you don't even know. We're all here to support each other. Thanks again to everyone that appreciated my honesty and stood up for me. You're the best!

Thank you everyone for your kind words. Thank you to those of you that reached out to me through private message. This was exactly what I was thinking LBT was going to be when I joined. I understand that certain people have no filter and that is the way they are. I'm not judging anyone just the way that I don't want to be judged. All I have to say to certain individuals is congrats to you if you've made it through this process mistake-free...perhaps I cannot be that perfect, nor do I want to be. If life was perfect, it would be boring and unfullfilling to me. I am going to make mistakes and hope that I learn from them. I'm early in my weight loss journey, some of you are at goal...please don't forget they days when you were in my shoes.
When I read the first few posts, I was distraught to be honest. I cried in my 1 cup bowl of turkey chili...in front of my kids, nonetheless. They couldn't figure out why mommy was crying while she was eating. I couldn't explain it to them other than to just tell them to treat others the way you would want to be treated. A couple of things struck a nerve to me. First and foremost that the pie killed me. Now, not knowing my personal struggle with food or just everyday life, I wouldn't expect anyone to know that would hurt so much. I went through a long period of time where I secretly struggled with suicide. Maybe not over pie, exactly LOL but food was a huge issue for me that made me depressed.
Secondly, that I chose food over family. I never once chose food over family, EVER. I sat at a dinner table with my parents, my sister and her family and my own two beautiful children. It was never about food. Sure I was excited to eat, but to say that...those are fighting words. My father told me during dinner that I needed more on my plate...I politely told him, I can't eat more than this. He took it as me starving myself. I said, NO I really cannot eat more or I will vomit. Enough said. My father never liked seeing me over weight, as he has never had weight issues, but yet always wanted to make me happy, even if it meant feeding me more than I needed. I deal with this on a daily basis. Family who doesn't really support me, a semi-supportive husband who understands but at the same time, lost his eating buddy. And then my kids, who don't understand why I can't eat the way I used to. Their too young to understand all of it's complications. So yes, everyday is a struggle for me...I don't need a stranger to point their finger at me and tell me what I'm doing wrong or that I'm a complete failure.
Food is all around me...I will always struggle...I'm a pastry chef, I own a cupcake and cake bakery. My husband is a manager for Dunkin Donuts. Together we are a recipe for disaster LOL And this is why I empathize with the two donut hole girl! haha. I was the 25 donut hole girl, the 6 cupcake girl, the frappuccino girl, the fresh baked sugar cookie girl...oh i could go on and on...
Long story short, I understand where the negativity was coming from. I don't like it, but I understand it. I just think words can be used differently. Think before you write...think about what your words can do to another person that you don't even know. We're all here to support each other. Thanks again to everyone that appreciated my honesty and stood up for me. You're the best!

Thank you everyone for your kind words. Thank you to those of you that reached out to me through private message. This was exactly what I was thinking LBT was going to be when I joined. I understand that certain people have no filter and that is the way they are. I'm not judging anyone just the way that I don't want to be judged. All I have to say to certain individuals is congrats to you if you've made it through this process mistake-free...perhaps I cannot be that perfect, nor do I want to be. If life was perfect, it would be boring and unfullfilling to me. I am going to make mistakes and hope that I learn from them. I'm early in my weight loss journey, some of you are at goal...please don't forget they days when you were in my shoes.
When I read the first few posts, I was distraught to be honest. I cried in my 1 cup bowl of turkey chili...in front of my kids, nonetheless. They couldn't figure out why mommy was crying while she was eating. I couldn't explain it to them other than to just tell them to treat others the way you would want to be treated. A couple of things struck a nerve to me. First and foremost that the pie killed me. Now, not knowing my personal struggle with food or just everyday life, I wouldn't expect anyone to know that would hurt so much. I went through a long period of time where I secretly struggled with suicide. Maybe not over pie, exactly LOL but food was a huge issue for me that made me depressed.
Secondly, that I chose food over family. I never once chose food over family, EVER. I sat at a dinner table with my parents, my sister and her family and my own two beautiful children. It was never about food. Sure I was excited to eat, but to say that...those are fighting words. My father told me during dinner that I needed more on my plate...I politely told him, I can't eat more than this. He took it as me starving myself. I said, NO I really cannot eat more or I will vomit. Enough said. My father never liked seeing me over weight, as he has never had weight issues, but yet always wanted to make me happy, even if it meant feeding me more than I needed. I deal with this on a daily basis. Family who doesn't really support me, a semi-supportive husband who understands but at the same time, lost his eating buddy. And then my kids, who don't understand why I can't eat the way I used to. Their too young to understand all of it's complications. So yes, everyday is a struggle for me...I don't need a stranger to point their finger at me and tell me what I'm doing wrong or that I'm a complete failure.
Food is all around me...I will always struggle...I'm a pastry chef, I own a cupcake and cake bakery. My husband is a manager for Dunkin Donuts. Together we are a recipe for disaster LOL And this is why I empathize with the two donut hole girl! haha. I was the 25 donut hole girl, the 6 cupcake girl, the frappuccino girl, the fresh baked sugar cookie girl...oh i could go on and on...
Long story short, I understand where the negativity was coming from. I don't like it, but I understand it. I just think words can be used differently. Think before you write...think about what your words can do to another person that you don't even know. We're all here to support each other. Thanks again to everyone that appreciated my honesty and stood up for me. You're the best!

Dont feel bad hunnie this is sooo hard!! Im 3weeks post op and starving so i too have eaten more than "a cup" or as we say in uk "a side plate" of food at meal times, its still a lot less than i used to eat im just hoping with fills it'll get easier, i rang my dietician she said if im hungry then eat just make healthy choices restriction will come later so dont beat yourself up over a thanksgiving dinner hun,im not lol,people should know the difference between support and insult ! nobodys perfect!!! Good luck from the uk xxx

Maybe the choice of words did trigger me! To hear someone say "you just sabatoged yourself three weeks out" and " you just killed it from the pie alone" .... I'm sure no one wants to hear that! I felt so sad for the person who posted the orginal because those are not encouraging supportive words. We don't know her personal journey to subject her to such harsh words of feedback. Maybe because I'm a clinical therapist I took some of the posts so harshly. I thought our intentions are to help lap banders, support each other, not to discourage and point fingers at mistakes, or disclosing honest feelings.
Minimi, the original poster said she had a small plate, and went for seconds..she stated she had no rolls, no crust, little stuffing ect.... ( very lap band concious, if you ask me), She didn't say she stuffed her self to a point where she was sick or throwing up.... She was being honest and saying she indulged a little bit more then she would on a normal day... Regardless, The only thing that could help her through or validate her honesty would be encouraging supportive words not harsh rude inconsiderate words that aren't going to do anything but maybe make her resistant to being honest and true in future posts. I'm sure everyone on here has made mistakes or had embarrassing moments they'd like to post that would be beneficial for others to read but sadly this is just an example of why so many might not.