DeLarla

Do a search for a thread called "Fill Prices." I started the thread this week to get a general idea of what everyone pays, so there's already a list started here.

A man and woman are driving along a mountain road, when the woman screams out, "PIG!" Then man looks at her and yells back, "COW!!!!" Then he swerves to avoid the pig in the middle of the road and crashes into the mountain. Why don't men listen?

OUCH! I had something horribly painful and gross when I was just a teen... some kind of paianoial (nurses, please help me with that word) cyst on what I like to call my lower back, but it was really at the top of my butt crack! I actually screamed at the top of my lungs when they lanced it. Now you don't gotta feel so alone. Us people can be really gross!

I had requests for pics of my tube coming out of my port. Don't look if it will gross you out! Sorry, couldn't find the famous purple bra, but I did find this slutty hooker glove for your enjoyment. DeLarla's back... feeling much better emotionally since I have a plan and a surgeon to help me Thursday morning.

(dribbling drool on myself) Bec, I'm still not following. Was the procedure $8500? And your insurance paid 75% of that? This is getting very complicated. I guess it's not even important, but I'm a lil bored.

Avoid what from happening? I did a search for the doctor and the clinic but didn't find any related threads.

So I drank my water, ate my slow and decent-sized band lunch.. then shoved 10 pieces of chocolate into my pie hole. I told my attorney that his homework last night was to finish off all the dark chocolate in the office by today. He didn't listen. I can pass on the milk chocolate, but the dark chocolate has me in a trance.

Michelle, don't be afraid to remind them that they owe you a fill. Becca, I have no idea what you said... did you pay $8500, or did your insurance pay for your band? And $1000 for fills - insanity.

Darcy, thanks for that message and suggestion of getting back to band basics. I never, ever, ever would have considered drinking soda, or drinking with meals. The one negative thing I have to say about LBT is that I actually learned how to "eat around the band" from reading posts here. I was afraid to drink with meals, but for the holidays I started sipping with meals. Then I drank a whole can of Pepsi! I've gone over 1/2 year without doing these things, so why did I start now? So thank you, cause I'm off to lunch where I will not drink, and I will chew chew chew. Love ya!

I've never even heard of that clinic or doctor. Looks like we have more options for Tijuana, and that is an incredible price! You could get 4 bands in Mexico for the price of one in Vegas. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

No problem, Paula. There is always tomorrow! I haven't started my 2nd bottle. I'll try to finish it after lunch. Mmmmm, LUNCH TIME! FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD.

You people have got to be tired of hearing me complain about my port! First, someone asked for pictures of my ugly, swollen port incision, so I'm attaching one here. Second, can anyone who has experience a port injury explain to me how they knew it was injured, and not just painful from normal surgical healing? As if my incision isn't ugly enough, in addition my port, about an inch below the incision is having sharp, stabbing pains. No swelling or infection, just painful when I move certain ways.

I think it stinks that they charge insurance so much. It's no wonder most insurance companies refuse to cover the band. It's all sickening. While we are here, I'm gonna post that I paid $7,500 for my surgery in TJ. I just called the local band doctor and nearly gagged at what I would have paid in Vegas. The hospital alone is $13,000, then add in the surgeon's fees and the anesthesia. Almost THIRTY GRAND FOR SELF-PAY. Is that insane! And people ask me why I went to Mexico?

Oh my GOD, Michelle, did you really dig this up from the grave? I just looked at the picture, and my boobs look HUGE. It is apparent from this picture that all of the 60 pounds I lost were from the top half, that's for sure! Can't anyone with a kind heart edit this picture so just the wound shows? I should hide.

You people are cracking me up! Jenn, I have more experience with ports than anybody I know, and I don't even have one! All our bodies are different. Some people aren't bothered by the port, while it bugs the heck out of other people. But as you lose weight, the port will probably readjust itself. Is your port hot, red, inflamed, itchy? Does it appear infected? If it is infected, you'll need to see a doctor - quick. But if it's not infected, you may just want to make an appointment to discuss it with your doctor. They do "port revisions" all the time. If it bugs you that bad, they can easily move it somewhere else. I wonder if we got extra tubing since we are so tall... my tube actually came right out of my body.

Paula, where are you? It's 10:00 a.m. and I finished my daily water. But my challenge was to do twice my water, so I'm halfway there. How you doing?

Jonathan, you'll be happy with your choice. But please tell me, which doctor in Mexico is only charging $6500? That's the lowest I've ever seen.

Ro, my port incision became infected right after the initial surgery. So I had a 2nd operation to remove the port. I still have the tube, so I assume they capped it off? I'll need a 3rd operation to put a new port in, but only after the incision heals. It's been open ALL MY LIFE but is finally trying to heal. There's a post showing gross pics of my port problems (so we don't have to hijack this thead.) Thanks for asking!

I'm up 3 solid pounds, and tomorrow I have to write it under my signature. Tomorrow is my official monthy weigh-in. I will have to move out of Denialville in the morning. BUT... today I look so cute cuz I've been saving this beautiful blouse I bought at Nordstrom about 20 years ago. I'm wearing it today for the first time in 2 decades with brand new Avenue size 20s. I gotta give myself credit for that, but last night I ate and ate and ate again. Today I'm trying to stick to Paula's "no junk food" today challenge and doing double water. I never thought I'd say this, but I want to be a big fat loser!

When I read what I wrote last night it's hard to believe that was my life. I don't even think about those days anymore (unless I dip into meditative-therapy mode like last night.) All I'm stuck with now is the food obsession. If I married different, things might be easier, but I married a guy that likes a buffet every night. I'd like to get home and prepare a healthy dinner for us to enjoy, but he gets home a few hours before me so his feast is usually all ready. And he can't win with me because the days he cooks frustrate me because I'm trying to be good, and if he doesn't cook I come home famished and wish he would have! I never ever push any of my dieting issues on him, but he's affected nonetheless. He simply can't keep up with what I'm eating. On a rare occasion I'll cook, but after he eats what I make, he still makes himself a 2nd dinner later. Anything light or vegetable related is just a snack to him. Then he goes to bed at 7:00 pm, which leaves me alone for 3 very dangerous hours. Something about being alone in the dark at night flips my switch on, and the food screams my name. I've gone to bed with him to avoid my food obsession, but then I'm up at 2:00 am and feel horrible by the time I get to work. I wish I had kids, but that's just another thing I didn't get in life. I'm sure one day I'll figure out why God's plan wouldn't allow me to have either parents or children, but till then I borrow the neighbors' kids as often as possible. Only they are a bunch of bad eaters, too!

Okay Paula, here I am with half my jug emptied already. Remember yesterday's challenge.... huh... huh? NO JUNK FOOD TODAY. I was making my lunch of leftover chicken beans & cheese & was gonna toss a few tort chips in a baggie, but there was Paula's face in my kitchen, shaking her finger at me. So I left the chips behind and just brought the protein and water. Are we all still on?

Kelly, give us more than that! When are you seeing him (hopefully she's there right now.)

Sue, I got a message from LBT saying Melissa sent me a PM but my box was full. It's a big mystery! Pam, that purple bra is going to haunt me for life! I can't believe this post came back from the grave.

Darcy, clear out the guest room, you have a new roommate in Denialville. I'm right there with ya, sister! And those stupid bananas just make me want to eat a banana split. Why is food dancing around LBT? Can't we have dancing Hoola-Hoops or at least dancing lima beans? Don't throw your shoes at me, I have PMS. And now I won't be able to sleep till I see these pics of Conan and the parolee in girly panties. Jack, lace & Camo have been "in" since Madonna introduced them in the 80s, so gear up.

Whooosh! That was a pretty heavy post, so I better cheer you up now with a pretty funny Momster story. She always ate and made the most disgusting things. I think the worst was frozen liver dumped in a little steamy water with scrambled eggs. No salt, no butter, just eggs cooked in liver water and a hunk of frozen liver in the middle that was never cooked. I couldn't even gag it down as a child, so I just opted for the beatings. I don't even remember the beatings, I have very few memories of the Momster as a child. 7-8 blank years. Probably best I don't remember. But that's not the funny part. One day she read that cow's brains made you intelligent, so she steamed some up (like the liver, frozen blob of brains dumped in a pan with some water.) Gosh, my throat is all balled up just thinking about it. We were all dry heaving, and she made this huge drama scene about how they weren't as awful as they looked and tried reasoning with us about how expensive they were (as if that would motivate a 6 year old to eat brains.) So she scooped some into her mouth to show us that they were delicious... then she gagged! She never, ever wasted food, so she had to give her precious cow's brains to our dog, who took one sniff and ran out the door. That was the best day ever, so I guess I do have one good memory.