DeLarla

"5--I didn't say one bad thing about Ortiz in this thread, because now you can all read how wonderful he is in his own post." That's funny, I don't care who y'ar.

"So if a post is quoted in another post and that post is deleted it still exists in the quote?? If so, then from now on when the D'Lahlin one posts something particularily rantsome or spicey one of us should quote the whole thing in a post & that way her deletion madness will be thwarted!" Well now you're just playing dirty. I like that. DeLete

I expected to get the service I paid for. Call me silly.

Penni, are WE still fighting? I lost track. Maybe I should start a "Who's fighting with DeLarla" thread to keep count. All in love n' fun. Well, most of the time.

Michelle, don't make me read through all these pages, tell me how Hoodia is working for you. Also, if you send me samples, I'll send you samples of Hydroxy Cut. DeLarla Drug Dealer

Thanks Doc, but I ain't going anywhere. No way, I just got another pair of new pooh-kickin' boots. I'm on top of the world. And for the record, me n' Kare aren't fighting. Me and others... well, that might be another story!

One more thing about, "I forgot, "You could be right. Maybe what I will need is another program someday." Kare, Dr. Billy didn't give me anything new. He gave me the same old moldy lecture and boring, lifeless information. He gave me two choices: 1. Be obese. 2: Know your caloric intake. Notice he didn't say, "Eat only 1200 calories." Instead he gave me that CHOICE that you're clucking about. Chose to be fat, or chose to eat 1200 calories. I get to wave the 12 pound loss flag because my CHOICE is option 2. Now put up your dukes and let's have a real fight and meet me in my weight loss challenge thread! Touche' or what? Also, I made the choice to go to Mexico based on bad information. I didn't have the knowledge that so many patients from TJ were eroding. I didn't have any eroded friends or board members to warn me. Wild horses couldn't drag me to Tijuana these days based on what I've seen, what I know, and all the cases of erosion suddenly popping up from TJ. Not even wild horses.

"And I'm sorry Lisa, but holding up a 12 pound loss as proof is totally flawed logic. Like you've never lost 12 pounds before. Like I haven't. Like I haven't lost 152 pounds without a band." Actually, Kare, I am holding up the "I LOST 12 POUNDS" flag for the first time in my life. I've lost 12 pounds by counting calories and exercise. Only this time I'm allowing myself to eat anything I want on occasion without hating myself. I had drinks and a splurge dinner on Tuesday, but I got right back on the wagon on Wedneday because Billy's tape keeps playing through my head. See, now I plan for splurges, which is something I always knew I could do, but Billy said it the one last time that made it stick. For example, today is Friday, and I'm always naughty on weekends. So I cut my Breakfast, skipped my milk, and had plain steamed veggies for lunch. Billy taught me to either be fat, or know my caloric intake and accept it. Kare, I love you, Dork. But you missed a big point. Those of us (like Penni, Karen, etc.) PAID for a service that we did not get. What Paul said in his other post was brilliant in my opinion. Penni and I paid for a lifetime of care, and Dr. Lopez shook my hand as he sealed our lifelong deal. But once we got back to the US, he lied. The last thing Lopez said as he shook my hand and his associate hugged me was, "This is just the beginning of a lifelong relationship." If all we needed was the band, then why isn't everyone at goal? And Kare, you can fight with me. I'll win though. HAHAH XOXO SMOOOCH

I thought this was going to be another PB thread. Sorry Jenna, I don't want to lose my steamed brussel spouts so I better not go there!

Actually, the biggest part of my apology was for deleting my posts, which is something I promised I'd never do again. But I didn't delete them out of regret; I deleted them to calm the beast inside before I REALLY got nasty. Trust me, I have plenty left to say and it's taking enormous restraint to stay out of that thread, though I have been reading it. I still can't believe anyone would thank Ortiz for posting a lie. There's not just one Lapband placement technique unless my research is inaccurate. I'm sure my surgeons were not lying when they said the original technique has been improved upon. But when that was questioned things went off the deep end. Why hasn't anyone quantified that statement with some factual evidence instead of twisting the entire thread as if all us eroded bandless people are sitting around wallowing in self-pity? Ortiz dug a hole, yet he hasn't been back to explain anything or answer our questions. Typical. I never cried over the loss of my band. I stopped crying the minute I found out I was eroded and have been celebrating since the day the foreign device was safely out of my body. I thank my lucky stars for the 1.5 years my band worked but now it's up to me. The band did nothing to quiet the demons in my head. It broke me of some really bad habits like eating too fast and swallowing food whole. But it never stopped the severe and psychotic urge to eat late at night or eat past the pain. I ate when it hurt. I ate past PBs. I need another tool now. Now that thread is debating diet lectures. Well let me tell you! I'm living proof that we never know enough about diet and exercise! I've had 35 years of diet counseling, nutrition classes, yada yada f-ing yada! Yet suddenly, the same old boring "count your calories and exercise" lecture stuck, and it's finally working. Dr. Billy didn't tell me anything new; he didn't put a new interesting twist on it, either. From the day I met Dr. Billy, all I did was roll my eyes at the nerve he had telling ME about calories and exercise. I knew it all; I didn't need some young hot doctor telling me how to diet. But yes, I did. Heck, maybe I was in a Morphine-induced state of meditation during my last lecture from Dr. Billy about staying under 1200 calories and exercising every day. But I've lost 13 pounds since that lecture. The same old boring lecture finally clicked. It's never too late to learn the same old trick. Never.

I'm hitting the honky tonk tonight, and I don't even know what a honky tonk is! Friday, tight jeans, new boots, and hubby just bought me a new pink Harley hat. Just try to keep me in!

What's Coochy? OMG, it's the best shaving cream on the planet. I sold cases before I even tried it, and now I hooked. Even my husband and all his pipefitter buddies use it on their faces. Not only do they "love a little Coochy on their face" but it gets rid of the red bumps and rashes! And it's a great cream rinse, too. Brings back the bounce and shine. It's a Slumber thang, doll. PM me your address for a catalog!

I used Coochy on my underarms to get them smooth. If anyone has underarm flabby skin, just walk around like I was in that picture cause it pulls it all taught. That's how I'll be walking around at Convention because when I lay my arms flat, the flab spills over the sides. Hey, I'm down another pound today so I better go grab that 18 and hope it's still on sale! SIZE 20 GOWN FOR SALE! I hope I didn't just curse myself. I don't wanna gain any weight back, waahhhhhh! LAISSEZ LES BONS TEMPS ROULER!! Kathy, I love that! How do I pronounce it all?

Paul's post on the other thread is award-winning quality. He was able to find the words I've been trying to say all along. When I lash out at Mexican surgeons, it's not specifically the surgeon; it's the lack of quality standards, it's the impossible commute, it's the lack of a lifelong partnership. Sometimes things set me off like a firecracker, so I lose my cool and start clucking. Sorry for the hijack, Penni, but if you haven't read Paul's superior contribution to the other thread, now's a good time. Penni and I learned the hard way by going to Mexico. We both got screwed badly in many ways. If we had surgery in the US, we'd have easy access to a legal system that would help us seek justice. Consider us samples. Now's time to pull Penni out of this nonsense of swollen fingers. Penni, between the two of us, we've lost an OBESE PERSON. Get up off your butt and do the Honky Tonk Badonkadonk if you have to. Make sacrifices if you must. Instead of staying in hotels with room service menus, grit your teeth and stay with a thin family member or friend. It only takes a day or two to get back on track, so go somewhere that will help you, not hinder you. It's easier to say than do, but you've been strong before. Call your trainer, find some motivation. Step away from the beads and towards the treadmill!

Kelly, I'd be lost without you and my LBT peeps! Kryssa, my turtle sistah! Even though I don't come to the turtle place often, I also want hard facts, both good and bad. You can only wear rose colored glasses with certain outfits. The rest of the time you gotta see the gray to know the truth. Maude, the reason I deleted my posts there is because I didn't listen to my own advice, which is to walk away and move on to another thread. I got sucked in and did this: "I think the problem is the natural tendency we have to "one-up" each other in writing. Somebody will share an opinion about a subject...then somebody else twists that into something that becomes slanderous, exagerrated, eroneous." Hottie, that's not just a problem with the board, but that's the exact monkey that lives on my back and drives me to lash back. I get really defensive when I see incorrect information, and for one surgeon to claim there's only one band placement technique is a boldfaced lie. My surgeon "took what he learned in Mexico and improved upon it." Many others have said the same thing. When I saw all the folks thanking him for incorrect information, I snapped. "When people are getting whipped up, that just means you are for sure talking the truth.....and truth makes people uneasy." That's such a profound statement. I need to squeeze it into my signature line as a reminder to myself that no matter how honest or dishonest someone is, many people are afraid of the truth. Hmm, I should learn to play drums, get a rock band together and call us Truth Exposed. People would hate us so they'd buy our albums like mad! I'm never leaving LBT, I just left that thread. I don't get intimidated by words on a screen. I would have crashed and burned without LBT. LBT is my Christmas and children and mom. Oh, and I've got lots of hot boyfriends here and deep, meaningful bonds with women who mean the world to me. Jesus take the wheel!

DeLarla loves Big Paul :kiss2:

"I come here for support and understanding and compassion to get through the rough times" Me too, but Penni, we don't just come here to get through rough times. LBT is so much more. It's a place we can share laughter or even a new outfit. When you got your new car, your LBT family was just as excited, and what fun is a new car alone? LBT is like a family in a box, always there no matter what. It's not fair to hijack this thread with my feelings over the other thread, so I'll go start one myself. But girl, don't think you're alone in this struggle. I've lost a few pounds since band removal, and I've been going to the gym and feeling that burn that feels so good. But has my head changed? No. Every one of my days is exactly the same "up stairs" as every one of your days. I have flashbacks of what a shrink told me, that the human mind isn't designed for long-term fighting like this. I hope he's wrong, but I could snap at any minute and go back to 315. Any minute.

Now off with the pants!

Now THAT's a picture! I was just gonna ask where Public has been, but here he is right here in the topless thread! NICE :target:

"WOW! you saw all that and still went there." Uh, no Dog. You did all your research yet YOU still went there. I had my procedures done in other facilities. Looks like someone who did their research only got the skinny on the positives and forgot to ask about the negatives.

"You say that you would recommend surgery in Mexico to anyone. Would YOU have surgery there? Would you send your children there?" Touche'

"It doesnt matter what country you go to, what hospital you go to. the doctor can carry all the insurance he wants and follow all the guidlines and regs he wants. What does matter is his skills and .knowledge and working conditions." You mean things like a hypodermic needle lying at nurse's station uncapped and unattended? That kind of working conditions? Perhaps a patient wandering around a surgical suite in a drug induced fit of hallucinations, touching everything with no staff around to hear or care? I think I gotcha now. Research that, would ya?

I read a book about dog discipline that said dogs respond to double vowel sounds. If you want a well-trained animal, call him Oooh-Oooh, or MooMoo, or Chi Chi, Voodoo, Fifi. Get it? Anything with a double vowel for a good baby.

What website?

I think I'll start a butt hole thread.