Sleeved in Seattle

Oh you guys, all these confessions are music to my ears. Please lets keep this thread beat-down free?!
Today I ate a mojo bar, a luna bar and the chicken from a Lean Cuisine noodle dish. Then I sat in the recliner and read all day. In my defense, a 90-minute karate class nearly killed me last night and I think I broke a toe.

I sometimes feel like I'm living in the world of "Brazil"
Except that my life has, by and large, been so unremittingly average. Remarkable in its unremarkableness. There were a few instances of "you'll sit at the table until you finish your dinner" but my father, thank god, was a picky eater so there wasn't much that my mother would cook that I wouldn't eat. The only think unusual was that I was always the fat one. No one else in my family is heavy, a couple of them are even too slender.
I have no idea how I got to be as fucked up as I am (other than years of schooling by nuns). If it weren't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all?!
What am I saying ... I got here because I like food. I love food. I always have. Whenever I've lost weight outside of the sleeve or the lapband, it's been by severely restricting calories and working out like a maniac. That's a freaking uncomfortable truth. What happens when I'm too old to work out so hard? My body is already slowing down (I'll be 52 in a couple of weeks), metabolism-wise. What's next?

I make two versions:
- With FF sour cream and horseradish
- With FF sour cream and shredded ff cheese and heated in the microwave so the cheese melts a bit.
Oh god, am I ever going to finish with the liquids portion of my new life? :-)

LOL. OK Ms. Crankypants, thanks for saying what most of us think at times. Patience is a commodity often in short supply; sometimes I can read those kinds of posts and respond gently and kindly. Other times I need to roll my eyes so hard I fear they'll come loose, go flying across the floor, and the dog will eat them.
And I ate a few grape tomatoes last night because I couldn't eat another bite of shrimp, I'm a complete failure as always, the sun stopped shining (really, I'm in Seattle!), and locusts fell from the sky.

Oh honey, don't go just when you need help the most!
There are lots of people on here who miss you *and* are great storytellers. Check in just to read and watch, please?
And didn't RJ's "lower than a snake in a wheel rut" give you a little glimmer?

LOL. OK Ms. Crankypants, thanks for saying what most of us think at times. Patience is a commodity often in short supply; sometimes I can read those kinds of posts and respond gently and kindly. Other times I need to roll my eyes so hard I fear they'll come loose, go flying across the floor, and the dog will eat them.
And I ate a few grape tomatoes last night because I couldn't eat another bite of shrimp, I'm a complete failure as always, the sun stopped shining (really, I'm in Seattle!), and locusts fell from the sky.

That's what Mr. Ven said!

I don't know how well the band worked for you, but mine wasn't so great - had it for 10 years of pretty lousy actually. I did take the time to contemplate how I contributed to "failure" and one mistake I vowed to never make again was to blame myself and not seek help and support. I think it is great you have asked here and I think you should be very straight forward with your doctor. Don't be embarrassed, you need help! I am guessing he has seen all variations - fast and slow losers etc. I think that you might benefit from some sessions with a nutritionalist or even therapist. Reality of it is, you might be slower loser then you were with the band, or compared to some other sleevers. That is painful to accept, but honestly does it matter? I have lost 160# due to my revision, does anyone really think it matters how long it took? The journey is far from over for me even, because i am now in maintenance... in other words, there never is an "end" it is all a process, an ongoing way of living.
So, ;practical advice, get yourself a sleeve guidebook (usually provided by your surgeon or NUT) and follow it as closely as you can! Who cares about Cookies, this is your health and life on the line here! Even doing that, it might be more slow and steady, but you will eventually make your goal weight.
I think it took me 3 months post op to really get in the total groove with my sleeve. Nerves are damaged, I was dehydreated, sometimes I felt hungrier than I should, sometimes I had no appetite... all over the board. The key is to be eating the dense Proteins. I am talking fish, chicken, sandwhich meat etc etc. If you aren't hungry for a slice of sandwich meat wrapped in a piece of lettuce, are you really hungry? That goes along ways to filling you up and makes it easier to eat properly. There are lots of "sleeve basics" that i presume you know, but following them really does help.
hang in there and don't give up!

I think, for me, it's about how those adverts are made, what they represent and the messages 'overt' and 'subliminal', they imbue in the watcher.
For example; one particular 'weight loss' advert I saw for the first time this evening, had the audacity to state in a fairly subliminal way, the link between a women who had lost weight as being a direct corollary to an improvement in the relationship with her teenage daughter.
The parting shot, was 'I don't want that to change' - so, ipso facto, in order to maintain her relationship, perhaps improve your relationship with your children (because clearly, if you're overweight you cannot possibly find common ground with a teenager...W.T.F...), you need to buy our product and join our 'gang' of clearly 'better parents' who diet 'with us'.
It took EVERYTHING I had not to throw my cup of tea at the TV screen.
If ever there was no greater exemplification as to the moral corruption in advertising and marketing and why people should not watch TV any more for fear of stripping away every shred of self confidence and self worth they have? That. Was. It.
For those not of a sensitive disposition and like the dry, more political and cynical side of comedy, look up the following:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p00k1sqx
Bill Hicks had it ooooooh, soooooo, right....(on many levels)
I am so very very grateful to not be on that 'dieting' hamster wheel any more....
I am grateful for my weight loss and my health, but more importantly, I am now IMPERVIOUS, after 25 years, to the guilt inducing drivel spewed from the minds of the morally corrupt who I let 'play' with my mind, my conscience, my emotions and on occasion, my soul; and that character assassination administered in the comfort of MY OWN front room?!!!
F***. That. S***t

I wouldn't discourage anyone from doing their best with those programs but for many of us it was like a scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail:
You must cut down the mightiest tree in the forest with...A Herring!
The sleeve is more like a chain saw.

I agree with your overall message.... We shouldn't freak out over a little slip. But you have no clue how life is gonna be this time next year....or the year after that. Your assertation that your sleeve won't allow you to eat high sugar food in large quantities is just plain wrong. Embrace healthy eating habits now while it's still easy. Cause later on it gets a lot harder.

I am a junkie, and I can't stop, so I just avoid. But whatever floats yer boat!

It's all cracking until one starts crying and the other one starts spewing
Sleeve or no sleeve laura-ven can hold her tequila
Ok imma going to have to imagine your pretty eyes to go with the rest of the fabulousness I'm seeing...

Don't kill me I can't draw!

As of today, I am officially 'Overweight'.
That's not 'Obese', or 'Morbidly Obese'...
But 'Overweight'.
Take THAT! Christmas and your calorie rich food which I have thus managed to avoid so far...
(Large-scale Guinness consumption being thoroughly overlooked)

(Before it all went horribly wrong and I fell over in my four inch heels due to an 'unforeseen' crack in the pavement - Classy 'till the last )

Love this! Go go Indigo!
I spent way too much this past weekend on new lingerie at Nordstrom's (my boobs were lower than my ribs - I *had* to!), but it was entertaining to model for my husband. He's most appreciative. <lol>

Love this! Go go Indigo!
I spent way too much this past weekend on new lingerie at Nordstrom's (my boobs were lower than my ribs - I *had* to!), but it was entertaining to model for my husband. He's most appreciative. <lol>

Love this! Go go Indigo!
I spent way too much this past weekend on new lingerie at Nordstrom's (my boobs were lower than my ribs - I *had* to!), but it was entertaining to model for my husband. He's most appreciative. <lol>

Love this! Go go Indigo!
I spent way too much this past weekend on new lingerie at Nordstrom's (my boobs were lower than my ribs - I *had* to!), but it was entertaining to model for my husband. He's most appreciative. <lol>

Love this! Go go Indigo!
I spent way too much this past weekend on new lingerie at Nordstrom's (my boobs were lower than my ribs - I *had* to!), but it was entertaining to model for my husband. He's most appreciative. <lol>

Love this! Go go Indigo!
I spent way too much this past weekend on new lingerie at Nordstrom's (my boobs were lower than my ribs - I *had* to!), but it was entertaining to model for my husband. He's most appreciative. <lol>

Love this! Go go Indigo!
I spent way too much this past weekend on new lingerie at Nordstrom's (my boobs were lower than my ribs - I *had* to!), but it was entertaining to model for my husband. He's most appreciative. <lol>

I was really unsure about posting this topic - but I am sooooo glad I did. Yet again, it's good to know I am not the only one struggling with something that should be a normal part of life. And talking about it definitely helps (once I got over the initial embarrassment!)
Lipstick, photo evidence? Em, that's probably a selfie too far - but when I get up to the confidence levels of sophiepants and Chellemetime, you'll be the first to see the pic :-))))))
Here's to us!!!!!

Good for you on the new guy. It must have been hard after such a long relationship but I'm glad you found happiness and intimacy. No guy worth anything would laugh at a naked women he is interested in, unless she wore a Minnie Mouse mask.

Oh, c'mon, you know I was kidding!
What's more disturbing is that I could have been far worse....
Trust me, if I have half as much success as everyone here, I'll be doing this on film.....

Just with a little less clothing...................
and perhaps some red vinyl thigh-high boots...

Thank you! My husband got it for me. I haven't been able to wear dresses in so long, I'm real loving being back in them.