chickadee73

I understand this I still wake up thinking of food and go to bed thinking of food. The evenings have AND still are the worse! Last night I went to bed with feelings of anticipation for the morning so I can eat.
I think of food even when I am full

I was just looking at the thread below with pics of the evacuated stomachs removed during surgery and omg. Huge. My somewhat dumb question is, what happens to the space left in our abdomens? That is a big cavity left behind! Do the rest of our organs shift and fill up the space or what? Can't things get twisted and/or caddywampus in there?!

I was just looking at the thread below with pics of the evacuated stomachs removed during surgery and omg. Huge. My somewhat dumb question is, what happens to the space left in our abdomens? That is a big cavity left behind! Do the rest of our organs shift and fill up the space or what? Can't things get twisted and/or caddywampus in there?!

Guess I won't be meeting him next month. Hope he is replaced by someone attentive and caring who will keep his hands to himself.

I had my gall bladder out after losing a great deal of weight two years ago. I now realize it was probably related to losing so much so fast. It was removed laparascopically, four or five tiny little incisions, took about a week to recover. No big deal really. I don't even notice that it is gone. I don't think it's worth worrying over.

Ha! I will bring mace and a mean attitude, look out. If you knew me, that would be super funny. I'm about as intimidating as a butterfly. But my cousin who is traveling with me ... don't mess. She's mean. And will never leave my side, especially now. Thank goodness.

Ha! I will bring mace and a mean attitude, look out. If you knew me, that would be super funny. I'm about as intimidating as a butterfly. But my cousin who is traveling with me ... don't mess. She's mean. And will never leave my side, especially now. Thank goodness.

I went with Dr. garcia and met Dr. Luna (the man hugged my mother and put his head on my back to hear my lungs but other then that he was fine LOL) I say be smart be safe, get in get the surgery and get out. You'll come through fine with no problems and once you've lost weight you'll be feeling great and beyond happy with your decision I think this has happened only due to the OP allowing it to. Common sense goes a long way and on a humorous note if he did try to put the moves on you he's just a little guy it wouldn't take much to take him down :-P

No. He seems to be the same as the rest of them except that he is a Dr, he trolls weightless forums looking for women and he sleeps with his patients. That isn't flirting or complimenting. There's another name for it.

*cheers quietly in the corner*
Squeeeeee for an excuse, ahem, REASON not to try to swallow, fail and gag ...
Not that such a thing has EVER happened to me. Ha.
Poor dear husband. I will never swallow again after August 27!

I will be using my tax refund, and I sold a car and our pop-up camper. I vote for no financing, sell stuff or save up.

For me, it's not being a size 2 or 4... I would be happy to be an 8. BUT - I want BOOTS, tall boots that zip up and fit my calf, boots that I can tuck my jeans into. The day that happens I will be jumping up and down in the shoe store!

I have been going to a WLS surgery support group and every meeting someone says something along the lines of, "well it is not like I am trying to be a size 6 or anything, I just want to be healthier." So am I alone in that I DO wanna be a size 6--or 4--or 2? I want to be the one that is expected to sit in the middle of the backseat because I am so small. I want to wear tiny little jeans and have the option of dressing trashy and still looking hot. I have been big my whole life and I want to be the little one. Don't get me wrong, any move towards health and any weight loss is a good thing. I know better than to measure success vs. failure by getting into a size that seems almost unreal to me now. However, is it OK if I WANT it? Like really,really want it? I know me well enough to know that I will Celebrate every pound lost and every step I make towards a healthier me. However, if the truth were told, at the top of the list of reasons that I am willing to allow someone to cut one of my internal organs into pieces and yank part of it out of my body through a slit in my stomach, go through the risks of surgery, and have my eating habits forever changed is because I am SICK OF BEING FAT and I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY want to slip into a pair of jeans whose size is one single, solitary number. In this group everyone is like, "oh, I just want to reach a healthier me, looking better is just a little extra." Can I call BS on that? I mean like big heaping, steaming bull $#!%.... I know this post may make me seem shallow, but I have never seen anyone jump up and down over seeing their cholesterol go down 10 points. However, be in the vicinity when a former fatty slips on a size small top and size 6 jeans for the first time and you will see some celebrating going on. They will be taking pictures and calling their friends to share the news. You might see a little dance or hear an "oh HELL YEAH". Ever see anyone act like that over that hospital lab report? I am not trying to minimize the awesome health benefits of losing what is basically another person made up of fat that I am carrying around. I know my friend of fat will eventually kill me if I don't leave her behind. I am looking forward to improved health, mobility, and energy levels--sure...but do I really have to pretend that I wouldn't have the surgery if I knew that my overall health wouldn't really improve and all I had to look forward to is being smaller?

I will be using my tax refund, and I sold a car and our pop-up camper. I vote for no financing, sell stuff or save up.

Right there with you, sister. Here's how I beat it ... I think of the confidence I will have to reach for more after the surgery -- the job interviews that I won't have to worry about whether I can find a suit to fit, for example -- and the money I won't spend on diet food, pills, diet cookbooks ... I have spent so much money over the years trying to fight the fat. You are young, healthy and can save that money by investing in the surgery and investing in yourself. Your daughter will grow up valuing herself because she has a mother who takes care of herself. This is not the time to be a martyr, it's the time to take control of your life and give yourself and your family the healthy mama they deserve. I say do it.