msslechix

I'm nearly 5'"11. Current weight, I don't know. But I was 110lbs in high school. Sticks and bones. 150lbs after first pregnancy, I was a size 4. 162 at my healthiest a size 6. Currently a skinny size 8. I think of myself as a skinny pear shape lol.

So, the other day I was sitting at the drive thru getting my kids a treat. I suddenly got this awful stabbing pain under both sides of my jaw and upper back. Now I've had pain before. But this was comparable if not worse than childbirth and my tooth abscess. I literally locked out on the steering wheel and started crying, thinking it was THE BIG ONE. It passed after 5 mins and I went home. After calling the nurse line, I was advised to rush to the ER, as these are classic symptoms in females. After all the bells and whistles; tons of questions, EKG and blood work the doctor says "so you've had gastric surgery? It's because you're vitamin deficient, but we're not going to test for it. Take some ibuprofen...oh wait you can't...ok we'll discharge you in a bit." Well damn! what if it WAS gastric related? he sure didn't check it! I feel like he dismissed me and didn't take my pain seriously because I had WLS. And maybe it wasn't the big one, but I've been going crazy all weekend trying to figure it out. Anyone else have vitamin deficient pains that make you feel like you're dying? I'm making appointments today for the works.

Yes I scarred bad... Very dark at first, now the actual incision is light and raised with dark around it. Not as bad as I thought, but no hiding them and no bikini ever. I have tons of stretch marks and acne scars anyway...

It almost happened again, but I checked this time lol. Moving down to the next notch!

Having a scale that takes batteries is a big help. Batteries died a few years ago and I never replaced them. I was scared/afraid of the scale for a while. So I never hopped on! Sometimes I wonder what my numbers are, but I'm obviously losing. One or two pounds won't make or break me.

I've vowed to never be a slave to the scale again. I lived a life where my career and how people viewed me was based on my weight height and body fat. I'm three months out and have yet to step on a scale. BTW...You've raised a great young man

I wear a huge officer belt with all the bells and whistles. Fully loaded its about 20lbs. It only has five notches and I felt cut in two on the second notch. Last month I was on notch three and feeling happy. The other day I put it on and it was feeling a little snug, not too much but not as loose as last week...before vacation. So two days of being frustrated and thinking I ate too much (which I did lol), I checked my belt... I'm on notch 4!! I don't weigh myself at all, so two HUGE belt notches down in 75 days!! I've been smiling all day ????

I was what all of you refer to as skinny, anorexic B!@@@. Super skinny, couldn't gain weight. When I did gain weight it was muscle so I got thinner. Teased tormented and tortured for being too thin. I'm nearly 5'10 at 13 I was 112lbs. At 22 when I joined the Army I was 123lbs. Throughout three pregnancies I gained 50lbs each time, severe morning sickness, gestational diabetes, kidney failure. But I was able to lose the weight due to rigorous training. I left the Army and my hubby left me with three children 7, 2 and 1. Worked through my war injuries and lost 40lbs. I recovered nicely and back to a muscular 160. Met a guy that abused me mentally and physically. He wanted me fat and would make me eat...or else. I gained 70lbs before he left. I was a "lightweight" at 35 BMI, compared to most but the struggle was still there. I was sleeved May 22 and have not weighed myself yet. But I can see it.

I'm seven weeks out and doing ok. I never got full because I didn't have an appetite. Being Law enforcement, working outdoors, 8-16 hours a day, in 100+ weather... I'd rather push fluids than eat. So I was eating some watermelon and it went down so smoothly and so refreshing, I had too much. I got this God awful pain at the base of my tongue. It felt like my tongue was being cut off. Im no wuss when it comes to pain, but this was worst pain thus far. So of course I had to try it again lol. Yes like a knife sawing at the base of my tongue again. Has anyone else had this? Normal? Or is it a problem?

I know I'm talking to myself lol. I still haven't weighed myself yet! I know I've lost a few pounds...my work uniform is baggy now, my belt doesn't make me a snowman anymore, I can bend down without fear of passing out or splitting my pants. I couldn't sleep last night and at about 4am decided to try on old (still with tags) dresses. Some of them actually fit. I'm going to wait until its officially one month. June 21st is right around the corner

And I'm not judging anyone here. It's just... That is NOT what thin people do. I think it's a projection of what you THINK. A projection of self hatred. Or what your mom told you to make you feel better. I've known people who have had that run and I've had to tell them, "Noone is jealous of you, you've changed into a vindictive spiteful person. That is why people treat you different." Now I used to be super skinny. Literally 110 lbs at 5'9". I was never a B***, never called anyone a jealous, obese slob. EVERYONE weighed more than me! Even children. I never whored around. Never wore skimpy clothes just to flaunt what I had. I hope this comes out the right way, and no one takes this personal. Heck I'm never on this board enough to make enemies or friends lol.

I've noticed something disturbing about people that make a huge change in their lives. It's seems like they're very judgmental, bitter and mean. For instance, every other comment is like, "I can't wait to see my family/friends/enemies so I can rub it in their faces that I'm super skinny B*** and they are all obese, jealous, slobs." And then someone will say "yeah, they're all obese, jealous slobs or they're super skinny B***, that's why they don't like/accept/love/want you" Or "now that I'm a super skinny B*** I'm going to be a ***** and sleep with as many people as I can and wear slutty clothes cause that's what super skinny B*** do!"

I still haven't weighed myself, but... I was able to button my work pants today without fearing for the lives of small children and women. I didn't spend the day praying my pants don't split when I squat to pick something up. I guess it's working!

It's happened to me before. Just go directly to the bank and deposit it as cash. I had the funds available the same day. They tend to treat Treasury checks a little better.

I had surgery on the 21st. Still working on fluids and I'm really not getting much protein. I simply cannot stand the shakes. My tastes have changed definitely! So I haven't weighed in yet. I'm kinda scared I haven't lost anything. Im actually afraid to get on the scale. What if i went through all this pain and money and dont lose a thing? I might wait til 2 weeks post. Lucky my batteries are dead...