Miss Mac

It sounds like your bariatric team let you down by not informing you better about your options and consequences. Well, you can't undo your sleeve, so you may as well hop on for the ride.
The first month is tough. Not only are you healing, but your body which has been used to indulging itself, is now being told "no" or "let's find an option for that".
Hopefully your surgeon gave you a meal plan to follow that will graduate you from liquids, to purees, to soft mushies, to regular cooked food. For many of us that takes four to six weeks.
You will feel so much better when you start soft mushies and may start to get some energy back. The foods that you have to leave behind are the ones that really weren't food at all. Instead of nutrition for your mechanical human body that your soul lives in, you were probably eating mostly factory edibles made from highly processed ingredients.
Now you can focus on what it takes to keep a human being alive. You will find that the human body does not need nearly as much food as we thought it did to thrive from day to day. As the pounds drop off, you will feel more encouraged that maybe you did do the right thing and will have a better quality of life because of it.
Worry is a waste of time. Poo poo happens in this life, whether it is spraining an ankle or getting reflux, or something more tragic and heart-breaking.
Hang in there kiddo. You have already made it through two weeks and lived to tell about. Keep coming here for encouragement. I wish you good luck and good health.

It sounds like your bariatric team let you down by not informing you better about your options and consequences. Well, you can't undo your sleeve, so you may as well hop on for the ride.
The first month is tough. Not only are you healing, but your body which has been used to indulging itself, is now being told "no" or "let's find an option for that".
Hopefully your surgeon gave you a meal plan to follow that will graduate you from liquids, to purees, to soft mushies, to regular cooked food. For many of us that takes four to six weeks.
You will feel so much better when you start soft mushies and may start to get some energy back. The foods that you have to leave behind are the ones that really weren't food at all. Instead of nutrition for your mechanical human body that your soul lives in, you were probably eating mostly factory edibles made from highly processed ingredients.
Now you can focus on what it takes to keep a human being alive. You will find that the human body does not need nearly as much food as we thought it did to thrive from day to day. As the pounds drop off, you will feel more encouraged that maybe you did do the right thing and will have a better quality of life because of it.
Worry is a waste of time. Poo poo happens in this life, whether it is spraining an ankle or getting reflux, or something more tragic and heart-breaking.
Hang in there kiddo. You have already made it through two weeks and lived to tell about. Keep coming here for encouragement. I wish you good luck and good health.

I can't imagine how awful you must feel. Here is a hug from Miss Mac in Chicago.
You did mention that he had a previous suicide attempt, which means to me that he was already in a personal angst that tormented his mind. That wasn't your fault either. I agree that you would benefit from counseling on two fronts....for grieving and for finding the boost you need to proceed toward bariatric success.
If you haven't searched out a local support group for both aspects, then at least find a forum on-line for survivors left behind after the self-inflicted death of a loved one. We can especially support you with encouragement for weight loss.
You will find several people on here who have had their progress interrupted by surgery, pregnancy, and loss. One of our members recently had a spinal fusion, and I expect to undergo a full lumbar fusion before summer. You may find that I will need to come to you for support when inactivity during the recovery process slows my role.
You will find many friends here. I am glad you popped in. Please take good care of yourself and keep in touch with us frequently.
In the meantime, here are three concepts that we all have in common that help us stay focused:
Drink Water until your eyeballs float.
Don't eat anything made in a factory. You will have your best success with foods you can chase or pick from a plant.
Topload your diet with lean Protein.
Don't become part of the sofa. I am proud of you for engaging in Water therapy. That is a great start.
I wish you good luck and good health.

I found out that my calorie limit, just for maintenance is only 1,000 calories. I had hoped for more, because there are days when it just does not feel like enough nutrition. I feel the lack especially on strength training days. Even though the materials given to me by my team says that maintenance will be around 1600. Every bite has to count nutritionally.

Potato chips. I was in my puree phase, and my boyfriend left his bag of chips in the kitchen. They were talking to me and I listened. I only had a small handful, and I let them get all mushy in my mouth, and they tasted sooooo good. However, Miss Tummy punished me for hours. I learned my lesson.

Potato chips. I was in my puree phase, and my boyfriend left his bag of chips in the kitchen. They were talking to me and I listened. I only had a small handful, and I let them get all mushy in my mouth, and they tasted sooooo good. However, Miss Tummy punished me for hours. I learned my lesson.

Potato chips. I was in my puree phase, and my boyfriend left his bag of chips in the kitchen. They were talking to me and I listened. I only had a small handful, and I let them get all mushy in my mouth, and they tasted sooooo good. However, Miss Tummy punished me for hours. I learned my lesson.

It sounds like your bariatric team let you down by not informing you better about your options and consequences. Well, you can't undo your sleeve, so you may as well hop on for the ride.
The first month is tough. Not only are you healing, but your body which has been used to indulging itself, is now being told "no" or "let's find an option for that".
Hopefully your surgeon gave you a meal plan to follow that will graduate you from liquids, to purees, to soft mushies, to regular cooked food. For many of us that takes four to six weeks.
You will feel so much better when you start soft mushies and may start to get some energy back. The foods that you have to leave behind are the ones that really weren't food at all. Instead of nutrition for your mechanical human body that your soul lives in, you were probably eating mostly factory edibles made from highly processed ingredients.
Now you can focus on what it takes to keep a human being alive. You will find that the human body does not need nearly as much food as we thought it did to thrive from day to day. As the pounds drop off, you will feel more encouraged that maybe you did do the right thing and will have a better quality of life because of it.
Worry is a waste of time. Poo poo happens in this life, whether it is spraining an ankle or getting reflux, or something more tragic and heart-breaking.
Hang in there kiddo. You have already made it through two weeks and lived to tell about. Keep coming here for encouragement. I wish you good luck and good health.

Potato chips. I was in my puree phase, and my boyfriend left his bag of chips in the kitchen. They were talking to me and I listened. I only had a small handful, and I let them get all mushy in my mouth, and they tasted sooooo good. However, Miss Tummy punished me for hours. I learned my lesson.

Potato chips. I was in my puree phase, and my boyfriend left his bag of chips in the kitchen. They were talking to me and I listened. I only had a small handful, and I let them get all mushy in my mouth, and they tasted sooooo good. However, Miss Tummy punished me for hours. I learned my lesson.

I've done that meat and cheese wrap concept.....yes it is delicious.Just this week I made a cold salad with chickpeas, cherry tomatoes cut in half, diced carrots, diced celery, a little minced garlic and avocado. I used to use a lot of Ranch Dressing on my salads, but now I just rub the bowl with it before adding my salad. You probably need to be three - six months out to freely eat raw veggies.

1. Agree. Ex for a reason.
2. Thank goodness you are a woman fully grown who can make her own medical decisions.
3. Walk away and don't look back.
4. Why would you care about someone who treats you that way?
5. Congratulations for making a wise decision about your health and quality of life.

I am 2 1/2 years out, and right there with you about logging your intake. I find that I have the best success when I weigh, measure and log. When I don't, it only takes me a couple of days to run off the rails. My tablespoon of Peanut Butter becomes six tablespoons of Peanut Butter heaped on one spoon.
One of the basic principles of scientific research is that you cannot control that which you do not measure. The bariatric doctor told me one time to stay off of the scale for a month. I gained ten pounds! So, now I weigh every day.

My best friend, Benjamin Franklin said,
"Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead"
and
"To whom thy secrets thou doest tell, to them thy freedom thou doest sell."
Miss Mac says, If you have no one you can trust, come here to the forum for support.

I am 2 1/2 years out, and right there with you about logging your intake. I find that I have the best success when I weigh, measure and log. When I don't, it only takes me a couple of days to run off the rails. My tablespoon of Peanut Butter becomes six tablespoons of Peanut Butter heaped on one spoon.
One of the basic principles of scientific research is that you cannot control that which you do not measure. The bariatric doctor told me one time to stay off of the scale for a month. I gained ten pounds! So, now I weigh every day.

It sounds like your bariatric team let you down by not informing you better about your options and consequences. Well, you can't undo your sleeve, so you may as well hop on for the ride.
The first month is tough. Not only are you healing, but your body which has been used to indulging itself, is now being told "no" or "let's find an option for that".
Hopefully your surgeon gave you a meal plan to follow that will graduate you from liquids, to purees, to soft mushies, to regular cooked food. For many of us that takes four to six weeks.
You will feel so much better when you start soft mushies and may start to get some energy back. The foods that you have to leave behind are the ones that really weren't food at all. Instead of nutrition for your mechanical human body that your soul lives in, you were probably eating mostly factory edibles made from highly processed ingredients.
Now you can focus on what it takes to keep a human being alive. You will find that the human body does not need nearly as much food as we thought it did to thrive from day to day. As the pounds drop off, you will feel more encouraged that maybe you did do the right thing and will have a better quality of life because of it.
Worry is a waste of time. Poo poo happens in this life, whether it is spraining an ankle or getting reflux, or something more tragic and heart-breaking.
Hang in there kiddo. You have already made it through two weeks and lived to tell about. Keep coming here for encouragement. I wish you good luck and good health.

My mother was not a bariatric patient, but she became pregnant with my youngest brother when she was 44. For the first five months she thought she was going through the change. Then the change started to kick!

My mother was not a bariatric patient, but she became pregnant with my youngest brother when she was 44. For the first five months she thought she was going through the change. Then the change started to kick!

Every once in a while, we get a bariatric brother or sister whose pre-op tests saved their lives. Count this as a blessing. When that issue is resolved or treated, you will be in a much better place for an uncomplicated recovery. I wish you the best. Hugs frrom Chicago.

My doctor told me to put the scale away for month, and I gained ten pounds! So, I am back to weighing daily and I leave myself a three-ounce bounce. Being as I can gain three pounds overnight, I have to weigh daily to stay ahead of the game. And if I gain three pounds overnight, it takes me weeks to lose it.

I went overboard and bought large containers of Protein powder in eight flavors. They lasted me over two years!

Pre-op prep at 6 a.m.
Transported to O R 7a.m. 1st patient of the day
Into recovery around 8 a.m.
Into a patient room around 9 a.m.
3 hour wait for my boyfriend, but just seemed like a nice little nap to me.

Geeze, I should just type that whole thing over, but I would probably have typos on that post, too.
I meant: is still measuring
I meant: repent
Sorry. I can spell, but I cannot type.

Oh, no.......I am sorry to hear about your loss. Go ahead and cry.
A while back my sister's dog Pepper (a Dalmatian 17 years old) became very sick and was even too weak to stand. She was so devastated, so I had her and her kids bring Pepper to my house (about 20 miles away), and I took her to a vet near my house.
Those people were very nice and compassionate. They let us stay in an exam room with Pepper for a few minutes so that we could say good-bye. Oh what a hard day that was. I am even tearing up now as I type.
My great aunt wanted furry company was was not able to provide for a dog or cat, so she got a parakeet and named him Bobby. When Bobby died she got another parakeet and named him Bobby. She did this three or four times.
I agree with the others that as soon as you are up to it, go rescue another dog or cat and give them a chance to bring you joy. Hugs from Miss Mac in Chicago.

Oh, no.......I am sorry to hear about your loss. Go ahead and cry.
A while back my sister's dog Pepper (a Dalmatian 17 years old) became very sick and was even too weak to stand. She was so devastated, so I had her and her kids bring Pepper to my house (about 20 miles away), and I took her to a vet near my house.
Those people were very nice and compassionate. They let us stay in an exam room with Pepper for a few minutes so that we could say good-bye. Oh what a hard day that was. I am even tearing up now as I type.
My great aunt wanted furry company was was not able to provide for a dog or cat, so she got a parakeet and named him Bobby. When Bobby died she got another parakeet and named him Bobby. She did this three or four times.
I agree with the others that as soon as you are up to it, go rescue another dog or cat and give them a chance to bring you joy. Hugs from Miss Mac in Chicago.

Oh, no.......I am sorry to hear about your loss. Go ahead and cry.
A while back my sister's dog Pepper (a Dalmatian 17 years old) became very sick and was even too weak to stand. She was so devastated, so I had her and her kids bring Pepper to my house (about 20 miles away), and I took her to a vet near my house.
Those people were very nice and compassionate. They let us stay in an exam room with Pepper for a few minutes so that we could say good-bye. Oh what a hard day that was. I am even tearing up now as I type.
My great aunt wanted furry company was was not able to provide for a dog or cat, so she got a parakeet and named him Bobby. When Bobby died she got another parakeet and named him Bobby. She did this three or four times.
I agree with the others that as soon as you are up to it, go rescue another dog or cat and give them a chance to bring you joy. Hugs from Miss Mac in Chicago.

Ask her to tell you everything she knows about bariatric surgery. Chances are it won't be much. Then give her your surgeon's phone number and tell her to call him and say how she disagrees with his diagnosis.