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Everyone has feelings and ideas about this surgery and how they wish to relate it to the outside world. All are valid, they are yours and you have a right to them. My personal feeling about this surgery is that I am extremely proud of myself for coming out fighting. I was suffering extreme weight gain, the after effects of prostate cancer treatment. Steroids, lupron,( a testosterone killer), radiation, chemo, all took a toll on me. I was told I would never lose the weight gain and would die in a couple years, that was 2009. My urologist didn't like the surgery saying it was too hard on the body but signed off on it. My other doctors were on board. I knew I was dying, I felt like a heart attack or stroke would get me before the cancer would. I couldn't breath, I had no energy, aches and pains by the multitude. It was a fierce act. I was fully aware of the possible consequences. I prayed about it. I felt God's smile on me about it. I don't understand everything but I know I am loved by Him. I feel really good about what I did. It is a very personal thing but my dramatic change invites many questions. Truth is easy to remember, it is always the same. I chose not to hide it from anyone who asks. If you chose to, more power to you, you have my respect.

It is useless to justify lying...no one would believe you .

It seems work schedules are not a primary concern among those of the medical community. Their work schedule is. I guess the load would be lopsided to before 8 and after 5 if they catered to predominant to times when folks are off of work.

Your stomach is sill mad at you. Doc is right, it will come around. The protein and water quota is in an ideal world. Your angry tummy does not think the world a happy place at this juncture and is oppositional defiant. It will soon come to grips with reality and embrace the fact that sleeveworld is the new normal.

Interesting. Could be the size=power phenomenon. There was a thread awhile back about guys worrying that their reduced size would lessen their intimidation factor, kind of like the fat gangster scariness. No reason that the same weirdness wouldn't apply to women and power among those around you that are weak in deductive power and are prone to knee-jerkedness. On the other hand, your new hotness could be the cause of more intimidation. Now you are a threat to their position.

That's the ketosis smell. The dastardly condition causes your two ends to match in that regard.

High protein diets and fasting are blessed by this. When I fasted in the old days I was very peaceful partially because folks stayed away from me with their hassles. When you add more carbs further down the line when your capacity enlarges it should clear up. I get lots of kisses now.

Way to go, Kathy! You showed em, kid!

I like it when folks answer their own questions. You brought up some possibilities. Exercise? The check up folks will no doubt have ideas. Actually, your 20 pound loss is not all that bad. I've been on 6 week diets that did worse. Many of them. Also remember, that is 20 pounds that is quite unlikely to come back. Like a friend of mine used to say, "I've lost 80 pounds this year.....it was the same 10 pounds over and over.."

Well said! Folks, check the join date on Cheri's post...Dec. 2009! You want a long range viewpoint? How about 4 years?

Pdxman, very interesting. I get a great deal of sunshine now that I live in Florida. In fact, I work out in it all day. Thinking back, in Ohio I had more bouts with depression. The extra light along with the vitamin D could be the link. I crave milk like it's hootch. Could be my body reaching out for more calcium.

I feel ya! I wanted to adjust mine with a .357 Magnum.

Well, I have no "time of the month" problems to speak of unless you are talking about rent time. I did go through a period of depression that appeared unconnected to anything that was happening in my life. It may sound kind of psuedo-scientific spooky but I read that fat cells store chemicals that when released put the same thing that you were going through back on you. I had bouts of depression through my fat times, I had chemotherapy and many fights with sickness. During my losing time I fought off low-grade fevers and went through odd emotional phases. i didn't go hide in the woods or join an obscure orange worshipping cult but I had times where I didn't seem like my old rational self. Now I am pretty constant in my normal level of sanity and haven't been sick in a long, long time. I am not saying to not get help if you need it. The preceeding was just the dubious observations of a man who has a wife and still manages to stay happy.

Hmmmm.... maybe fat functions like a cloaking device...sounds like a money maker...oh, yeah...this is the wrong place to ask for experimental subjects...ya'll are de-cloaking!

It can be frustrating! Did your NUT really say no carbs? Protein first, but no carbs is not right. Your body needs carbs to function correctly. Without carbs there is no fiber, asking for constipation which will most definitely slow weight loss.

Those of us who don't take ourselves too seriously will not mind posting on a thread containing a question that has been asked many times. I tried taking myself seriously once but looked into a mirror and ruined the whole thing. WildChickie, sounds like you are doing what you can do. Your complex body has a schedule for weight loss. Unfortunately, your brain does not have the security clearance to see it. You apply science and discipline..the body must comply. It really is that simple. We also need patience which is giving time a chance. If you are like me most of my overweight was put on over a long period. It came off in a much shorter period comparitively but at the time it was coming off I wanted it to hurry up. That is human nature. Your body doesn't care about human nature. I occupied my waiting time looking at sharp skinny clothes and studying exercise regimes. I told my body, "Resistance is futile!" I am now a skinny Borg. :ph34r:

My best to you! Keep us posted!

I have an 83 year old brother-in-law who does the same. There is no working on him, he is what he is. Good thing I don't care.

Great post, Heather. Wife and I order an appetizer, eat half, and get a box for the rest. All around are mountains of food being delivered to the "norms". We feel like Hobbits. I am Sam Wise Gamgee, she is Rosy from the Green Dragon.

We're here for you, Rebecca. Another grampa applicant here. You're allowed as many as you want according to the grampa manual.

I have to hand it to you for still considering her a friend. I sense that your continuing relationship with her is not because you are desperate for friends. You just have a lot of tolerance, you are a class act. You don't discard folks easily, ...strength of character. I had a picture in my mind of a person with a pet jaguar. It is pretty but can turn on you in a heartbeat.

Old people get pushed aside as much as fat people. Don't think so? Come down to Florida after you turn 64 and try to get an entry level job.

WOW! Good work!

We may not be able to eat much at one time but we can eat too often which, in the long run, defeats the sleeve.

My best to you and my prayers!