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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...

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 ????

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 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 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...

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

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!"

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 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 felt the exact way you do. I still do after the surgery. And honestly with the shakes pre op and post op, the airport parking, and the unpaid time from work...it's costing more than 5k. Then I found THIS site. And complete strangers told me I was worth it. The surgery was worth it. And I deserved to be happy and healthy. You've saved so much money. You can do it again. And you can pay down your debt and fix your home and you will want to because you will be happier and healthier and want to surround yourself with what you deserve.

This seems weird the more I think about it. I had an uneventful surgery with Dr. Garcia May 21st. I'm already home and feeling just fine. Not getting in my proteins, but almost all my fluids. So I only have four incisions... Three little ones straight across and my drain. I thought I would have five? I remember the nurses looking for another one while changing the bandages. Even my post op doc looked for the extra one. Maybe I'm worried over nothing because I have too much time? Lol

Got some tea on the plane. Stopped for a lemonade and some korean soup broth, but it was too spicy lol.

Surgery was May 21st. Four hours waiting at the airport. So many food smells are making me sick/hungry. Haven't had anything worth calories since Saturday night. Should I get some soup at the next/first restaurant I see? Just a little light headed and I have a 2 1/2 hour drive home.

First of all it sucks typing on an iPhone. Second this may be really long. Well after missing my flight I was able to get everything adjusted by one day. So the next morning I was two hours early for the flight lol. Flight was uneventful but it was a cool 63 degrees when I arrived, I am used to 100 or more. Samuel was waiting for me around the corner and pulled up shortly in a very discreet white mini van. He's super friendly and we chatted the whole way. He pointed out a few interesting things and soon we were crossing the border. Not scary at all. A little run down and dirty but not scary. When we pulled up its not a huge hospital. More like a medical annex. Very modern and pretty. As soon as I walked in the lobby even the receptionist was asking about my flight. They were expecting me the day before so everything was ready. I got my allergy bracelet and was taken to my room. Ana the coordinator was so nice, also asking about my flight. I felt bad that they had to run around and change everything to get me in next day surgery, but she said not to worry. I signed far less paperwork than I ever did for a hospital stay. Less than 10 minutes later I was given a gown to change into and taken to blood draw. I am a hard stick so I expected a lot of pain, but she looked all over both arms for a good 15 mins before trying only twice. Because I hadn't drank since midnight on Sunday I was pretty dehydrated. Next was chest X-ray right down the hall. Then back to my room. They tried to look for a vein for the i but no luck. Dr. C said they would inly try twice because they could always do it once i was under, they didn't need to cause pain. but they got it on the second try. vI was given a pill and a sip of liquid to relax. Dr. C came in to tell me about anesthesia and to take a medical history, Dr. V came to discuss nutrition and post op care, then Dr. G came to discuss the surgery. It all seemed so fast and so sudden! I went for my height and weight. I lost 15lbs!! Wow. I went back to my room and was told I would be operated on shortly. Well three hours later and a much needed nap I was woken up and told to get ready. They brought in the gurney and I hopped on, put on my "sexy cap". Rolled down the hallway to the OR. It's very small. Not like the huge US OR. But everything looked modern and clean. I have quite a few tattoos and everyone seemed very impressed and asked me about them and my job. That must have been a distraction because next thing I knew, i was fighting the oxygen mask and I was back in my room lol. Now for the part everyone is waiting for... NO PAIN. I was prepared for so much pain and soreness I kind of freaked myself out. I had a very sore raw throat. I almost thought I didn't have the surgery! But the doctor said everything went smoothly. I slept through the night and the nurses came in with meds every few hours. Again I was shocked at the lack of pain. I even refused meds a few times just to make sure lol. One thing I had severe nausea. Every time I stood up I vomited. So there was no walking for me. But I had no gas. I guess the vomiting pushed it out. I was given a few extra bags of electrolyte because of dehydration and nebulizer treatments every 8 hours. Nausea and pain meds kept up the entire time. The first leak test, hard to describe the taste. Yucky but it goes away fast. Dr. V came in again and scolded me about walking, but since I have no gas pain or overall pain she wasn't too hard on me. I slept most of the day away until they brought the blue dye. It's a huge cup! But I was worried for nothing. It just tasted like... Blue dye. No leaks in my drain. So that's my story. Very simple, very easy. And I leave for the hotel today. Oh every nurse I had spoke English. And I speak a little Spanish so communication was great. If you have any questions about the small details, just ask away.

I'm so excited/nervous I haven't slept in two days! So I just got off work, and getting ready to head to the airport. In just a few hours I'll be in TJ. I drank so much water trying to stay ahead of hydration and hopefully getting a painless IV. I'll update as I can and hopefully everything goes smoothly.

Ok I don't want to jinx it again. But I'm at the airport in the security line. Things should go well today and hope to see a few of you guys soon!

So there was no way they could get me out tonight without jumping through crazy hoops. They wanted to charge me $1000 to change my flight. After crying and basically begging, I'm flying out tomorrow after jumping through different hoops. So tired and frustrated and hungry and thirsty... I got a hotel room and lots of fluids.

Of course things have gone horribly wrong. I've missed my original flight.... I've been on standby for two flights now. The next flight still gets me there at a decent time. I haven't eaten since Saturday and nothing to drink. I feel like I'm going to cry any second. I knew things were going too smoothly. Murphy's Law in full effect.

By this time next week, I will be in Mexico for my same day surgery. I am super excited and a bit nervous. I've gotten so much info from the forum in the past week, and so much support, I can honestly say I'm kind of ready! Waiting on my protein shakes and cute compression socks from UPS... they always deliver late in the day. Grrrrrr. I travel super light, all I expect to bring will fit in a backpack. And hopefully not bring too many souvenirs back home. Lol