DeLarla

Frizz Ease makes my hair worse and really hard to manage. My hair isn't curly, it's just wavy in all the wrong places. If all the waves went the same way, I'd probably like it. I'm stuck on my new ceramic Iron. I used to wash my hair every single day, now I can stop all that damage cuz I only washed it once all weekend. Thanks, Vera, but it's just my hair that got skinny. I gained 5 pounds. Boo hoo. And Paula, stop being so cute! Darling pic, you look fantab!

Hey everyone, Kelly called me on the phone and told me about this post, but even after doing a search, I never got it. Kelly found it for me.... makes me wonder how many posts I'm missing. But thank you! This is a great avatar, I wonder if I'll be able to get it up and running. And thank you everyone for such nice compliments! I am a teeny-bopper! On the inside, anyway!

Yes, a 13 year old, if you can believe that. Her aunt was also getting banded the same day. I became very friendly with her parents, who were both at her side the entire time. Mom had undergone a gastric bypass and lost over 100 pounds. When the little girl asked, they weren't able to say no. I'm not sure if anyone in the US would give a 13 year old a Lapband, but anything goes in Mexico. Unfortunately, even though we exchanged e-mail addresses, I've never heard back from her.

I've always believed in buying American, so my first new car was a Hyundai Excel. I bought it at the Ford Hundai dealer, so I naturally thought it was an American Ford. I got a lot of crap from my guy friends.

Good job, Michelle. I feel less restriction than prior to port replacement. I'm gaining every day.

I love that "recovery" picture! What sweet babes, I have a LabDane who looks a lot like that baby.

I kept it really simple. I told my husband, "Honey, I love you, but I love me more." Once we gain so much weight that we aren't happy and living, then it's not time to worry about anyone else but yourself. If he loves you, he'll support you and want you healthy, happy and alive.

Whip, I was just thinking of you yesterday cause you haven't been around. Hope to hear you back soon with some good, painfree news.

I really want a little more fill, but I'm concerned with my new port. It's only been in place a couple week, so it hasn't had time to "become one" with my body. I hate to have someone mash around my port and pull it out of place. Yesterday I finally ate 3 satisfying meals - all band friendly. I felt amazing. But at 9:00 at night, I couldn't lay still and got up and hit the kitchen. I ate THREE candy bars and a bowl of Dorritos, then went back to bed. The candy slides down like butter, no problem. These cravings are uncontrollable. I'm worried.

I think the doctors in Mexico will band anyone, regarless of weight. A woman had her band done the same day as me, and I was frankly shocked cuz she was average height and probalby only in a 14/16. I didn't think she was heavy enough to go trough surgical invetervention, but the Mexican doctors don't have to follow FDA's requirements of being 100 pounds overweight. There was also a 13 year old girl banded the same day as me in Mexico. So, right now Money is too tight to jet off to Chicaco. I tried finding the local fill guy here, but no luck.

Thank you, TM. About training that Rot, we had a really hard time training our Lab because he spent the first year of his life a near invalid (we rescued him and he almost didn't make it.) We couldn't concentrate on any traiing or discipline cause it was all we could do to get him walking and eating. A year after many meds and treatments, he was finally healthy, but dumb as a box of rocks. We figured we'd always just have a dumb dog cuz he wouldn't respond to his name (Porkchop.) Has a disaster on a leash. One day I was struggling along our walk with my headphones on, and the song, "Voodoo" by Godsmack was playing, so I was singing outloud to my favorite song. Every time I sang the chorus, "Voo-doooooooo, Voooo-dooooo" my little Porkchop would stop and cock his head. That night I showed Chris how Porkchop looked at me everytime I sung the word, "Voodoo." We were cracking up - he'd stop everything and look at me with his head cocked. So that's the day we changed his name to Voodoo, and ever since then he's listened to every command and is the most obedient best friend you could imagine. He sits, speaks, fetches his toy, goes potty. He even knows "go see daddy" and runs to find Chris. Here's the trick - a year later I read in a dog training book that dogs respond best to a double-vowel sounding name. BooBoo, Fi-Fi, LaLa BowBow... and that may very well be why Voo responded to Voodoo. It's the "Oooh Ohhh" or Eee-Eee that they can hear the best. Like "sit Ooboo sit, Good dog."

Clara, what if I'm wrong??????????? THAT THOUGHT NEVER CROSSED MY PEA-BRAIN. I could be wrong. I could be WRONG! I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong. There is hope! Now gimme some saline, screw swallowing, I'd rather be thin.

I'm making an appointment for a fill right this second. I don't even know where or with who, but I need restriction, badly. I have it in the morning and at lunch, but I need Restriction PM, stat.

This mild itch is weird - like my skin is allergic to the liquid. I only feel the itch when it leaks outside my skin. I'm allergic to myself. I need fill advice - fast. I want to lose five pounds right this minute. I am really really tired of fighting lame-ass junk food. I put five pounds back on since surgery. Kuri said he gave me 1.8 cc, but Lopez only found 1cc in my band. Lopez gave me 1.7cc. But I swear, I had a tad more restriction before port replacement. Example, I've eaten Breakfast (real food) twice since port replacement/fill. I have never, ever eaten breakfast cuz I was too restricted in the mornings so I just had Protein shakes. I just made an omlette and potatoes, granted I think I stuck within band portions, but why the heck am I suddenly eating breakfast? I need help, I'm freakin'. Lopez and Jaramillo were both there, and there was only 1cc in my band. Then how come I don't feel worlds different? Going from 1 to 1.7 should be a huge difference. I WANT SALINE. GIMME. I feel like a fill junkie cuz I had just a taste and I want more, more, more. So, do you guys think I should spend money I don't have and get a local fill. It's only been 15 days since my fill. Help.

Babs lost twice the weight as me - listen to her, she knows best! Now I really want another fill. The one I got 1/6 doesn't feel any different at all.

Glued your eyes shut? At least they were sparkly. I've glued my fingers together with Krazy Glue, but never my eyes - gotta laugh!

Every single person is different. Nobody, not even your surgeon, can tell you how many fills you'll need. Heck, if I had a guy 2 hours away, I'd be happy to pay $150.00 every time. I personally think the $2000 is too high. That's an awful lot of fills. Plus, what does this $2000 cover other than fills? Does it cover port revisions or other surgeries? Or does it just cover fills, dietician and support groups? I would just pay the $150 for each fill (after the intial higher fee.)

I can't imagine cappucinos are that fattening... you're probably only talking 1/4 to 1/2 cup regular milk, right? Because the steam fluffs it up. If you use zero-cal sweetener, that's a good way to get in protein. I've also read all sorts of health benefits from cinnamon, and that's a great way to spice up a cap. Damn, now I want one.

Thank you. I slept on my new straight hair last night, and it sure is nice waking up to somewhat manageble hair. I combed it and it's still looking pretty good. While I'm lovin' my new Iron, I also want to say how much I love my Roomba (vacume robot.) I could vacume my office in less than five minutes. But why would I do that when Roomba can do it in 20 minutes while I sit on my big butt? It works best when I close it in one room at a time, so I check posts and my little companion cleans my office floor. I love it, I really do! And she keeps me company, I swear, she knows I'm her mom - she comes near me when she wants to be emptied. I don't feel so alone when she's buzzing around my feet. She's on the charger now, so I kinda miss her, but my Roomba rocks!

Wow, I don't know where to begin! That baby Rot brought tears to my eyes... I'll have to visit Cooper today to get a puppy fix now. Rebecca!!!!!!! Wholy smoke, girl, you look FAB. You should post your before pics, and do it often. Maybe they'll help some of us get our junk food under control cuz you have done an amazing job. And that baby beast on your lap makes me jealous cuz my big 100 pounder won't cuddle. My 50 pound Pitbull thinks she's a lapdog, but Voodoo, my Lab Dane prefers hanging out by my feet. I love that spotted baby! And the dog wearing reading glasses - he looks so smart!

I thought this would be a fun thread to share stupid things we've done. I'll start by telling you that I have an unusal amount of stories that involve laundry and laundramats (thank God I finally own my own washer and dryer.) Many moons ago, I loaded the public washers at my apartment with everything me and my boyfriend owned. I went back 30 minutes later and put Bounce sheets and quarters in the dryers, then left during the dry cycle. A half hour later I went back to add more quarters cuz I really jammed those machines full. When I went back to fold, all our clothes were gone, every last stitch. My violent-natured boyfriend was going to hammer down every door in the building looking - the whole apartment complex got involved to find the Clothing Bandit. That's when somebody opened up the washing machines and found all our clothes. Somehow I managed to get the Bounce sheets and quarters in the dryers but I forgot to add the clothes. DOH! Next.

What is a good de-frizzer? I don't recall ever getting a guitar stuck in my hair, but once I rolled my bangs up in a round brush to dry them. The brush got stuck. After ripping out enough hair to cause a lump on my head, they had to cut the brush out, leaving me with choppy Baby-Doll bangs. I think I'll start a new fun thread for stupid stuff we've done.

Hi everyone, I think it's bad news... I think the new port is already showing signs of rejection. The wound is leaking a lot, and I feel a tad of an itch. Today is the first day I actually feel the port. I think I'll pay a local guy to fill me up till I can't breathe. Melissa, has your doctor discussed "rejection" with you? My surgeon told me the Band doesn't want to be in my body - a small percentage of us will reject the band, and I happen to be one of them. It's a viscious circle because I eat when I'm stressed, and the stress of this rejection is making me eat. I've gained back 4 pounds in a week. I can't even feel the fill I got two weeks ago, actually, I feel less restriction. I still have restriction during the day, but last night I ate so much ice cream and dumped chocolate sauce all over it, then topped it off with 2 tacos right at bedtime. Today I'm meeting the Vegas Bandsters for the first time (small group, but I need all the support I can get) and maybe tonight I'll start going to OA meetings again. Frustrating, yep, but such is life. Thanks for all the kind words of encouragement, but I don't think my prognosis is good at this point.

I wish we were in a great big room with all these fur babies right this second. Yes, I'm going to hell, but I'm going with a Bloody Mary in one hand and a pint of Ben and Jerry's in the other! Those are so cute!

Where on Earth did you find that cow? I adore cows (and he could teach Chris a few tricks.) DID I JUST SAY THAT?