DeLarla

Bean, you big dork, you're so pretty, and that old picture just needed to go! I'll even be nice to the hat now.

Strokers or Stokers? The only day we can come is the 8th since we're flying out there special for a huge family party, then we leave Sunday. We're just flying by the seat of our pants, DeLarla style, so I'll call when we get close or know what time we can pick up bikes, and I hope they have a couple available!

Oh, I DON'T want one! But the Bean is too cute.

So, exactly how cute is Rene Bean in her silly hat? 10 Dancing Bananas on the Bean-O-Meter!

I just talked to Chris, and he's game but whined that we can't be at Stoker's for Friday night. So for now, looks like we'll be leaving San Antonio in the morning on the 8th (hopefully on 2 Harleys.) I don't know what time we'll get to the Dallas area, but we'll save our appetites and hope to meet up with some of ya'll.

Babies rule

Thanks for the doctor info, but I'll pass this time since the whole reason I'm going on vacation is to forget about hospitals and doctors! STOKERS it is! I'll talk to hubby tonight and see if he's game. If he's gonna be a big baby about all that driving, then I'll make the day trip alone and just drive the rental car. But when I mention 1000 Harleys and tie died Harley shirts with longhorns on the back... just ask Penni, he'll do whatever I tell him! I'm getting so excited! Check out this e-mail from Jill. It's killing me, but I can't respond because I'm avoiding her since it's a big suprise that we're showing up: Lis, Everyone's asking why you aren't coming to to the Tamale party on the 10th???? Dad has total knee replacement on the 13th, it might be our last and it is soooo much fun, you won't regret it. I am going to do a beer bong for the kids since they have been asking me for years. Irene and Lynda will be there and others as well. You can meet my grandson. Please come. thanks

I've read about home remedies for getting rid of gallstones. I don't know if they work, but I think even health food stores carry some stuff that might help. I can't remember the whole process for the gallstone cleanse, but it had something to do with fasting and only taking in certain liquids including large amounts of olive oil. You do this liquid fasting regimen for a couple days, and on the last day you're supposed to curl up on your side with knees drawn in after the last olive oil drink. Then during the night I think you wait for the big bowel movememt that eliminates the stones. Don't laugh because for a change, I'm not even kidding. Do some internet searches on home remedies for gallstones. If there's a chance you can eliminate stones without having surgery, it might be worth it. Sorry such a young guy has to go through this. I know how tough the money situation is, too. Good luck, and let me know if you do the elimination fast and how it works, k?

I don't know what the heck 6th street is, but anywhere there's trouble should have a Texas size neon DeLARLA sign. I'm looking into renting Harleys for the day from San Antonio, then me & Hubby taking off early towards Ft. Worth. If this 6th street place is near, I think we need a t-shirt! We'll probably hit all the Harley stops along the road to buy t-shirts, since that's what us biker people do! So Betty, where are they along the way? And my band is pretty Lucy Goosey, so I'm bringing a Texas appetite! HOW FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, I need phone numbers! And I need to know from San Antonio to Ft. Worth where you all are.

My husband was a major ASS over the 4 day holiday. I think he won Ass of the Year this time. But he made up for it I was raised by my best friend's enormous traditional hispanic family that included me in their gift exchange and reprimanded me when their own daughter got made me do bad stuff. Jill and her hubby come to Vegas quite often, but I've missed my annual Tamale-Making-Christmas party. Chris and Danny are tight, too, plus all Jill's kid are like my own, and her 5 siblings are like my own, and the offspring of all these kids thing I rock. Nobody knows we're coming - it's a huge suprise. Chris surprised me with tickets to San Antonio next week. We even got a rental car for the full five days, and I'm actually choked up crying right now because I needed this so, sooo bad. Another dear friend of 20 years lives in Ft. Worth - Jamie and I were friends since high school, and I was in his wedding but then lost touch. After 13 years, he found me on the internet and we've been talking for a year. We may even take a day trip and spend a night at his place. I'll also be in Dallas for my annual Slumber Parties Convention in March along with about 500 other women. We arrive in San Antonio 12/7 and return the Sunday 12/11 in the morning. Ya'll better lock up your doors and board up your windows, Hurricane DeLarla is brewing.

So I'm awake trying to figure out why my belly was hurting. Then last night I never really got restricted. I think I've lost my restriction, and maybe the bottom portion of my belly is irritated because it's not used to having stuff down there. Heck, I don't know, but I'm not restricted any more, and it happened fast. I'm gonna swallow a big pill now and I hope I get that awful feeling. I was a little better to my band yesterday and will try to stick within my portions. I'm going on vaca next week and it would be nice to drop a pound. Aloe Vera juice simply gags me, like my whole body shudders, but I guess that does sound really healing. How do you get that stuff down?

Silly me, I only ate a few bites of salad yesterday due to my tight pants. Why the hell have I sent over $10,000 on surgical procedures when I could have a had a new wardrobe instead? All kidding aside, tight pants give me reflux symptoms (no, it is not the acidic gallon of soda so shut up.)

That looks awesome - like oh what a feeling! Rock n' roll, Daddy-o,

Do you all notice extra restriction when your pants are too tight? And BLAH to the fact that my stupid pants are too tight!

Alex, at least you can make me laugh through all this! But you better be careful, because if we went anywhere, it would be New Jersey. Hi-dee-ho, Good Neighbor! Scary, huh? Thanks for at least putting me at ease with my diet-barium drink. It was about 2 baby cups that you get on top of cough medicine, so probably only a couple ounces. I'm going to make a follow-up with my gastro for a good long talk. This time I'll go armed with a list so I don't get stage fright. I want to ask him to confer with other doctors to put me at ease. Thanks for the really badly needed laugh

Wow, I keep thinking about all those stitches floating around in me. Dr. Billy didn't even tell me (I don't think he had the heart to) but he told Penni, and Penni's the one that told me Billy found a bunch of floating stitches. And it burns me because Dr. Lopez had JUST BEEN IN THERE a month prior! So Lopez saw 5-7 floating stitches and just left them there? Did he forget his surgical triceps or whatever-the-heck those tweezers are called? Michelle, you've really opened my eyes. If stitches can cause erosion, and Lopez leaves them floating all over the place... sigh.

Ahh, makes sense now. But not an option for me so I'll go pout.

My sister mailed my father a legal document, then attempted to coerce him into signing it. After a heated fight, she'll probably never talk to him again because he refused to sign it. My "SISTER" has been going to a support group called NAMI (since our mother is very mentally ill.") Well, big Sis decided she wants to be Mom's legal guardian, so she thought she'd have my Dad sign a document stating my brother and I are mentally ill and she's the only competent one. She then explained how she'd send the signed document to "the judge" who would grant her guardianship. Uh, what judge? She doesn't have an attorney and is making stuff up as she goes along. She even diagnosed me so ya'll finally know what makes DeLarla Delusional, I have Sporadic Hypertension which Distorts Emotions Generating Dishonesty and Deflection (SHDEGDD.) See, she's been "training under professionals for a month" so she's highly qualified to make such a diagnosis in addition to her new law degree! Here's a cut and paste of my dear sister's e-mail to me, which is what she tried convincing my dad of. Dad told her to POUND SAND. (From my darling sister) "I'm currently enrolled in NAMI, the country's number one educational resource for people with chemically imbalanced family members. I started training under professors a month before mom was arrested. When questioned why I was there, in front of the class, I said to deal with and educate myself on my mother's illness, my sister's sporadic hypertension which distorts emotions generating dishonesty and deflection, and my brother's delusional narcissism." Poor Brother Fred got such a boring disease. Lots of people have Delusional Narcissism, but I'm special. The funniest part is that my sister carries a full-length mirror from California to Las Vegas every time she comes. I have mirrors everywhere in my house, but I guess you can't see your shins or shoes (but you can see your ass from an enormous 3-way) so she brings a full length mirror when she comes to Vegas for the night. But my brother is the Narcissist, remember that.

Yes, my morning coffee is under 800 calories. Penni's isn't though! HAHA. Oops, I've lost my last marble and thought it might be here. Bye.

But what made Dennis unfill the entire thing? Why not just a little unfill?

So Glad To See You Back! I've been on pins n' needles waiting to hear from you, Michelle. Francesca sounds so much worse, and I'm really worried, but so glad you're okay. As far as the stitch, can you explain how it caused erosion? Did it enter the band area, like a splinter? Please tell Dr. Ortiz that Billy found several floating stitches that had no business floating around my port area (when he removed the last port.) If stitches aren't supposed to be floating around there, then Lopez just left them swimming near my port????? Sheesh! Heal fast and start showing the rest of us how it's done. I need to get back on the weight loss train with you. Welcome home P.S. You helped me through my situation more than anything... your words kept playing over n' over, even while you were in surgery, so thanks for helping me let Kitty go so sweetly.

I'm just sick and tired of being sick and tired. I WANT A LOCAL BAND DOCTOR! I refuse to continue spending my "otherwise vacation and spending money" on flying here and there every time I need a doctor. Maybe now this Gastroenterologist will help me, but that doesn't give me a port. The results were bitter-sweet because now that I know I'm not leaking, I want a f-ing fill. Yes, I'm cussing! But I don't have a port, and I can't/won't/can't/won't bring myself to even begin to think about paying for another port replacement surgery. No, no, no! So, looks like I gotta work with the restriction Mother Nature left me with. Right now my band hurts, like I have an ulcer. I took Ranitidine. I've been "abusing my temple" lately, and it's time to stop (as I sip Diet Pepsi, HAHAHAHA.) I just want a local band doctor. That's all. But I can't have one. So I'm stuck.

You all made this so much easier. I feel different, peaceful. Like I did something really, really right in my life. I raised something from birth - smaller than my palm - all they way through. When we moved from California to Vegas, he slept the entire 6 hour haul. Then as we entered the city, he yawned, stretched and got up on the dashboard checking out his new digs. I raised an amazing baby, and I did it right. Nobody can ever take that from me, and it feels amazing.

No fun crying alone! Losing my kitty gave me some weird new powers. He left them for me. He gave me all his wisdom and kitty intuition, I know he did. Suddenly I can think straight, see straight, talk straight. I got more accomplished this morning than all last month. Mee-owwww. Before my Kitty was only with me at home, but now he's with me all day. He's still here, right here. ^ ^ MOMMY LOVES YOU KITTY MILO