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So, I was up to a size 22, peaked at 277lbs just before surgery, Nov 6th. 3 months later I'm at 212lbs, and squeezed into a size 12. Here's a before & after, (after is at a dress up ball 2 weeks ago). 

So, I was up to a size 22, peaked at 277lbs just before surgery, Nov 6th. 3 months later I'm at 212lbs, and squeezed into a size 12. Here's a before & after, (after is at a dress up ball 2 weeks ago). 

So, I was up to a size 22, peaked at 277lbs just before surgery, Nov 6th. 3 months later I'm at 212lbs, and squeezed into a size 12. Here's a before & after, (after is at a dress up ball 2 weeks ago). 

So, I was up to a size 22, peaked at 277lbs just before surgery, Nov 6th. 3 months later I'm at 212lbs, and squeezed into a size 12. Here's a before & after, (after is at a dress up ball 2 weeks ago). 

So, I was up to a size 22, peaked at 277lbs just before surgery, Nov 6th. 3 months later I'm at 212lbs, and squeezed into a size 12. Here's a before & after, (after is at a dress up ball 2 weeks ago). 

So, I was up to a size 22, peaked at 277lbs just before surgery, Nov 6th. 3 months later I'm at 212lbs, and squeezed into a size 12. Here's a before & after, (after is at a dress up ball 2 weeks ago). 

So, I was up to a size 22, peaked at 277lbs just before surgery, Nov 6th. 3 months later I'm at 212lbs, and squeezed into a size 12. Here's a before & after, (after is at a dress up ball 2 weeks ago). 

So, I was up to a size 22, peaked at 277lbs just before surgery, Nov 6th. 3 months later I'm at 212lbs, and squeezed into a size 12. Here's a before & after, (after is at a dress up ball 2 weeks ago). 

I had Kaiser and I thought it was terrible. I have Hashimoto's and my primary care gave me the runaround when I asked to see an endocrinologist because I believed she was under-treating me. I left for Anthem BC, and haven't had any issues with seeing whatever specialist I need.
I had Anthem BC for the surgery, and paid $1400 out of pocket, when the total bill was $113K. Also, it was the easiest application. I just had to be over 40 BMI, did the psych consult, talked to the nut on the phone. My surgeon sent in the request. No 6 month physician monitored diet, no mandatory waiting period. They did require a center of excellence hospital which probably inflated the bill.

I did low carb for 3 years, lost about 70 lbs, and eventually went off because I was severely constipated and tired. I gained back the lost weight plus quite a bit more.
Discovered I had a thyroid condition. I thought that by treating that I'd lose the weight but I didn't, and I put more on instead. Tried low carb again, never really able to make it stick. Plus being lactose intolerant meant no dairy. Right now, the mount of food
I'm eating is too low to trigger much of a lactose response, so hey, cottage cheese!
I am now about a month out with the sleeve, down 30 lbs, and I've lost all interest in food. I'm not hungry. I've been setting alarms to remind myself to eat. I had some early fatigue, a lot like going into ketosis (I attributed it to healing & meds), but that's gone.
Right now it just feels like such a chore to eat anything, and none of it is great food, just boring mush. When I get past this stage, maybe I'll have more interest. I love food, and I can honestly say I have never experienced this level of being not hungry - to the point that I've been having trouble getting all my Water and Protein. I've never had trouble eating all my calories before!
I've switched to unflavored Protein powder in broths, cause I can't stand the artificial sugar in the Protein shakes any more. And my one attempt at scrambled eggs make me throw up, not doing that again for a while. I'm still early, so maybe the hunger will come back, but I imagine this lasting quite a while.

I went in for surgery October 28th at 482 lbs less than a month later I weigh 429.

I'm still pre-op. 5'10" Starting weight 368, current weight 324, tops 26/28 (46H) pants 18/20. Can't wait to get sleeved! My surgery is scheduled for 12/29! =)

I'm 5'7", highest was 277.5, currently 3 weeks out at 245.5. I was a size 22, now fitting into my old 18's.

I'm 3 weeks out on Thursday, I've been mainly still on Protein Shakes and broth, but I've added some cottage cheese successfully. Tried a soft egg, no dice. Thinking about trying some yogurt.

So they've let me move on to softish foods. The difference a little cottage cheese makes to my day! I feel 1000% better! Thanks everyone for the support!

So they've let me move on to softish foods. The difference a little cottage cheese makes to my day! I feel 1000% better! Thanks everyone for the support!

So just prior to the surgery, I was super excited. People who I told were, like "Are you nervous?" and I wasn't. But after a while, everyone being nervous for me, was making me start to questions whether I should, in fact, be nervous. I finally decided no, I had done my research, found a great surgeon, and a fantastic hospital. He's record is amazing, with no deaths, and half the complications of average.
At the hospital, it went relatively smoothly. All the nurses and physicians assistants would ask me what I was getting, my name, and my birthday. The hardest part for me was getting the IV put in. My veins tend to be small and deep, so they tried on my right hand, no dice, my left hand looked like it was working, but then I got a small bubble of saline, so they went back to the right at the wrist. Again, couldn't get it. No surgery without an IV, so I suggested my ankle. She was nervous to go there, because it rolls. At that point, the bubble in my left hand had subsided, and it looked like a vein had moved up on my left wrist. Finally, the IV was in. The nurse was very kind an patient for the while process, numbing my skin whenever she tried a spot, so it was only mildly uncomfortable, not super painful.
After that, I walked to the surgery room, where I got to say hi to some of the people who would be assisting. They were really nice. I laid on the bench, and they helped position my arms. After a bit of adjusting, I was out. The next thing I new, I was in the recovery room. I fluttered my eyes, and the nurse saw that I was waking up. My back hurt, so I asked if I could roll to my side. She said that was fine, and helped me. She also asked if I needed more blankets, and I said no, I was hot. And thirsty, like - wow thirsty. They said I could get some Water when I got to my room, which was soon, they were just cleaning it up. So I kind of rested, and eventually woke up in the room, where they gave me a few sips of water, which tasted like the best water ever.
My husband was there to give me a hug, and my friend. I was on morphine, and could give myself a small dose as needed every 8 minutes. It was nice and low-level, so I didn't feel any pain, just some mild soreness. They brought me a tray, and I was able to sip on some green-tea, and some broth. They saved the Protein Shake for later.
A little while later, I felt like I could stand up, so they helped unhook me, and we walked around the hallways for a bit. Whenever I had to pee, they had a little hat in the toilet to collect it, so they could see how much I was peeing.
I did pretty well, that night, periodically walking, and sipping the Protein shakes. They nurses would come in for blood-pressure checks, and a couple of blood samples.< /p>
My surgeon was a little disappointed at the size of my liver, he felt ti was too big, so my pre-op diet should have probably started a couple of weeks before.I had gained some weight before the surgery, my first weigh in was 263, I topped out at 270, and by that morning, I was 265.
He was also concerned about my Synthroid dose, because my TSH is undetectable. But my endocrinologist has said before that the goal was to suppress the thyroid all together, because that stops the Hashimoto's symptoms. So as long as the T4 and T3 are in range, I should be good. I'll bring up my surgeon's concerns with him at the next appointment. I'll probably need lower and lower doses as I drop the weight anyway.
Se I was discharged yesterday, felt pretty good for the ride home. We stopped at the Walgreens, and my husband went in to get the pain medication for me. The pharmacist wanted to call the doctor to confirm, but of course the number on the script was for the home office, so no one answered at 6pm on a Friday. My poor husband was like, what do I do? And the pharmacist was very rude, and was like, "You figure it out". So I ended up having to get up from the car, and bring all my paperwork in. Once he saw me, with all the paperwork, and the discharge papers, he went ahead and filled the prescription. I guess he thought my husband was a drug-seeker or something.
So now I'm at home. I've taken some pain meds for today. It's not quite as nice as it was at the hospital with the IV drop, and metered morphine. My stomach area feels loose and stretchy. I keep imagining that wrapping it with a corset might help. My back also still hurts, but my husband is so sweet, and he's been carefully massaging it for me. It's a little hard to get up and down from my sofa and bed. If I wan tto be on my side, it's more of a 45 degree angle, with a pillow under my back.
Anyway, I can still walk, go to the BR by myself, and I'm planning on taking a shower later today. Sipping lots of water. I'm also going to do one of the Protein Shakes they gave me. All in all, it's not too terrible of pain, and I believe this is going to be worth it in the long run.

So just prior to the surgery, I was super excited. People who I told were, like "Are you nervous?" and I wasn't. But after a while, everyone being nervous for me, was making me start to questions whether I should, in fact, be nervous. I finally decided no, I had done my research, found a great surgeon, and a fantastic hospital. He's record is amazing, with no deaths, and half the complications of average.
At the hospital, it went relatively smoothly. All the nurses and physicians assistants would ask me what I was getting, my name, and my birthday. The hardest part for me was getting the IV put in. My veins tend to be small and deep, so they tried on my right hand, no dice, my left hand looked like it was working, but then I got a small bubble of saline, so they went back to the right at the wrist. Again, couldn't get it. No surgery without an IV, so I suggested my ankle. She was nervous to go there, because it rolls. At that point, the bubble in my left hand had subsided, and it looked like a vein had moved up on my left wrist. Finally, the IV was in. The nurse was very kind an patient for the while process, numbing my skin whenever she tried a spot, so it was only mildly uncomfortable, not super painful.
After that, I walked to the surgery room, where I got to say hi to some of the people who would be assisting. They were really nice. I laid on the bench, and they helped position my arms. After a bit of adjusting, I was out. The next thing I new, I was in the recovery room. I fluttered my eyes, and the nurse saw that I was waking up. My back hurt, so I asked if I could roll to my side. She said that was fine, and helped me. She also asked if I needed more blankets, and I said no, I was hot. And thirsty, like - wow thirsty. They said I could get some Water when I got to my room, which was soon, they were just cleaning it up. So I kind of rested, and eventually woke up in the room, where they gave me a few sips of water, which tasted like the best water ever.
My husband was there to give me a hug, and my friend. I was on morphine, and could give myself a small dose as needed every 8 minutes. It was nice and low-level, so I didn't feel any pain, just some mild soreness. They brought me a tray, and I was able to sip on some green-tea, and some broth. They saved the Protein Shake for later.
A little while later, I felt like I could stand up, so they helped unhook me, and we walked around the hallways for a bit. Whenever I had to pee, they had a little hat in the toilet to collect it, so they could see how much I was peeing.
I did pretty well, that night, periodically walking, and sipping the Protein shakes. They nurses would come in for blood-pressure checks, and a couple of blood samples.< /p>
My surgeon was a little disappointed at the size of my liver, he felt ti was too big, so my pre-op diet should have probably started a couple of weeks before.I had gained some weight before the surgery, my first weigh in was 263, I topped out at 270, and by that morning, I was 265.
He was also concerned about my Synthroid dose, because my TSH is undetectable. But my endocrinologist has said before that the goal was to suppress the thyroid all together, because that stops the Hashimoto's symptoms. So as long as the T4 and T3 are in range, I should be good. I'll bring up my surgeon's concerns with him at the next appointment. I'll probably need lower and lower doses as I drop the weight anyway.
Se I was discharged yesterday, felt pretty good for the ride home. We stopped at the Walgreens, and my husband went in to get the pain medication for me. The pharmacist wanted to call the doctor to confirm, but of course the number on the script was for the home office, so no one answered at 6pm on a Friday. My poor husband was like, what do I do? And the pharmacist was very rude, and was like, "You figure it out". So I ended up having to get up from the car, and bring all my paperwork in. Once he saw me, with all the paperwork, and the discharge papers, he went ahead and filled the prescription. I guess he thought my husband was a drug-seeker or something.
So now I'm at home. I've taken some pain meds for today. It's not quite as nice as it was at the hospital with the IV drop, and metered morphine. My stomach area feels loose and stretchy. I keep imagining that wrapping it with a corset might help. My back also still hurts, but my husband is so sweet, and he's been carefully massaging it for me. It's a little hard to get up and down from my sofa and bed. If I wan tto be on my side, it's more of a 45 degree angle, with a pillow under my back.
Anyway, I can still walk, go to the BR by myself, and I'm planning on taking a shower later today. Sipping lots of water. I'm also going to do one of the Protein Shakes they gave me. All in all, it's not too terrible of pain, and I believe this is going to be worth it in the long run.

I am in Larkspur and looking for others in the area who have had or will have surgery. I had VSG on 9/10/14 and have lost 15 lbs so far. It's been quite a journey so far and worth every minute of it! i am so happy I did this!

So just prior to the surgery, I was super excited. People who I told were, like "Are you nervous?" and I wasn't. But after a while, everyone being nervous for me, was making me start to questions whether I should, in fact, be nervous. I finally decided no, I had done my research, found a great surgeon, and a fantastic hospital. He's record is amazing, with no deaths, and half the complications of average.
At the hospital, it went relatively smoothly. All the nurses and physicians assistants would ask me what I was getting, my name, and my birthday. The hardest part for me was getting the IV put in. My veins tend to be small and deep, so they tried on my right hand, no dice, my left hand looked like it was working, but then I got a small bubble of saline, so they went back to the right at the wrist. Again, couldn't get it. No surgery without an IV, so I suggested my ankle. She was nervous to go there, because it rolls. At that point, the bubble in my left hand had subsided, and it looked like a vein had moved up on my left wrist. Finally, the IV was in. The nurse was very kind an patient for the while process, numbing my skin whenever she tried a spot, so it was only mildly uncomfortable, not super painful.
After that, I walked to the surgery room, where I got to say hi to some of the people who would be assisting. They were really nice. I laid on the bench, and they helped position my arms. After a bit of adjusting, I was out. The next thing I new, I was in the recovery room. I fluttered my eyes, and the nurse saw that I was waking up. My back hurt, so I asked if I could roll to my side. She said that was fine, and helped me. She also asked if I needed more blankets, and I said no, I was hot. And thirsty, like - wow thirsty. They said I could get some Water when I got to my room, which was soon, they were just cleaning it up. So I kind of rested, and eventually woke up in the room, where they gave me a few sips of water, which tasted like the best water ever.
My husband was there to give me a hug, and my friend. I was on morphine, and could give myself a small dose as needed every 8 minutes. It was nice and low-level, so I didn't feel any pain, just some mild soreness. They brought me a tray, and I was able to sip on some green-tea, and some broth. They saved the Protein Shake for later.
A little while later, I felt like I could stand up, so they helped unhook me, and we walked around the hallways for a bit. Whenever I had to pee, they had a little hat in the toilet to collect it, so they could see how much I was peeing.
I did pretty well, that night, periodically walking, and sipping the Protein shakes. They nurses would come in for blood-pressure checks, and a couple of blood samples.< /p>
My surgeon was a little disappointed at the size of my liver, he felt ti was too big, so my pre-op diet should have probably started a couple of weeks before.I had gained some weight before the surgery, my first weigh in was 263, I topped out at 270, and by that morning, I was 265.
He was also concerned about my Synthroid dose, because my TSH is undetectable. But my endocrinologist has said before that the goal was to suppress the thyroid all together, because that stops the Hashimoto's symptoms. So as long as the T4 and T3 are in range, I should be good. I'll bring up my surgeon's concerns with him at the next appointment. I'll probably need lower and lower doses as I drop the weight anyway.
Se I was discharged yesterday, felt pretty good for the ride home. We stopped at the Walgreens, and my husband went in to get the pain medication for me. The pharmacist wanted to call the doctor to confirm, but of course the number on the script was for the home office, so no one answered at 6pm on a Friday. My poor husband was like, what do I do? And the pharmacist was very rude, and was like, "You figure it out". So I ended up having to get up from the car, and bring all my paperwork in. Once he saw me, with all the paperwork, and the discharge papers, he went ahead and filled the prescription. I guess he thought my husband was a drug-seeker or something.
So now I'm at home. I've taken some pain meds for today. It's not quite as nice as it was at the hospital with the IV drop, and metered morphine. My stomach area feels loose and stretchy. I keep imagining that wrapping it with a corset might help. My back also still hurts, but my husband is so sweet, and he's been carefully massaging it for me. It's a little hard to get up and down from my sofa and bed. If I wan tto be on my side, it's more of a 45 degree angle, with a pillow under my back.
Anyway, I can still walk, go to the BR by myself, and I'm planning on taking a shower later today. Sipping lots of water. I'm also going to do one of the Protein Shakes they gave me. All in all, it's not too terrible of pain, and I believe this is going to be worth it in the long run.

So just prior to the surgery, I was super excited. People who I told were, like "Are you nervous?" and I wasn't. But after a while, everyone being nervous for me, was making me start to questions whether I should, in fact, be nervous. I finally decided no, I had done my research, found a great surgeon, and a fantastic hospital. He's record is amazing, with no deaths, and half the complications of average.
At the hospital, it went relatively smoothly. All the nurses and physicians assistants would ask me what I was getting, my name, and my birthday. The hardest part for me was getting the IV put in. My veins tend to be small and deep, so they tried on my right hand, no dice, my left hand looked like it was working, but then I got a small bubble of saline, so they went back to the right at the wrist. Again, couldn't get it. No surgery without an IV, so I suggested my ankle. She was nervous to go there, because it rolls. At that point, the bubble in my left hand had subsided, and it looked like a vein had moved up on my left wrist. Finally, the IV was in. The nurse was very kind an patient for the while process, numbing my skin whenever she tried a spot, so it was only mildly uncomfortable, not super painful.
After that, I walked to the surgery room, where I got to say hi to some of the people who would be assisting. They were really nice. I laid on the bench, and they helped position my arms. After a bit of adjusting, I was out. The next thing I new, I was in the recovery room. I fluttered my eyes, and the nurse saw that I was waking up. My back hurt, so I asked if I could roll to my side. She said that was fine, and helped me. She also asked if I needed more blankets, and I said no, I was hot. And thirsty, like - wow thirsty. They said I could get some Water when I got to my room, which was soon, they were just cleaning it up. So I kind of rested, and eventually woke up in the room, where they gave me a few sips of water, which tasted like the best water ever.
My husband was there to give me a hug, and my friend. I was on morphine, and could give myself a small dose as needed every 8 minutes. It was nice and low-level, so I didn't feel any pain, just some mild soreness. They brought me a tray, and I was able to sip on some green-tea, and some broth. They saved the Protein Shake for later.
A little while later, I felt like I could stand up, so they helped unhook me, and we walked around the hallways for a bit. Whenever I had to pee, they had a little hat in the toilet to collect it, so they could see how much I was peeing.
I did pretty well, that night, periodically walking, and sipping the Protein shakes. They nurses would come in for blood-pressure checks, and a couple of blood samples.< /p>
My surgeon was a little disappointed at the size of my liver, he felt ti was too big, so my pre-op diet should have probably started a couple of weeks before.I had gained some weight before the surgery, my first weigh in was 263, I topped out at 270, and by that morning, I was 265.
He was also concerned about my Synthroid dose, because my TSH is undetectable. But my endocrinologist has said before that the goal was to suppress the thyroid all together, because that stops the Hashimoto's symptoms. So as long as the T4 and T3 are in range, I should be good. I'll bring up my surgeon's concerns with him at the next appointment. I'll probably need lower and lower doses as I drop the weight anyway.
Se I was discharged yesterday, felt pretty good for the ride home. We stopped at the Walgreens, and my husband went in to get the pain medication for me. The pharmacist wanted to call the doctor to confirm, but of course the number on the script was for the home office, so no one answered at 6pm on a Friday. My poor husband was like, what do I do? And the pharmacist was very rude, and was like, "You figure it out". So I ended up having to get up from the car, and bring all my paperwork in. Once he saw me, with all the paperwork, and the discharge papers, he went ahead and filled the prescription. I guess he thought my husband was a drug-seeker or something.
So now I'm at home. I've taken some pain meds for today. It's not quite as nice as it was at the hospital with the IV drop, and metered morphine. My stomach area feels loose and stretchy. I keep imagining that wrapping it with a corset might help. My back also still hurts, but my husband is so sweet, and he's been carefully massaging it for me. It's a little hard to get up and down from my sofa and bed. If I wan tto be on my side, it's more of a 45 degree angle, with a pillow under my back.
Anyway, I can still walk, go to the BR by myself, and I'm planning on taking a shower later today. Sipping lots of water. I'm also going to do one of the Protein Shakes they gave me. All in all, it's not too terrible of pain, and I believe this is going to be worth it in the long run.

So just prior to the surgery, I was super excited. People who I told were, like "Are you nervous?" and I wasn't. But after a while, everyone being nervous for me, was making me start to questions whether I should, in fact, be nervous. I finally decided no, I had done my research, found a great surgeon, and a fantastic hospital. He's record is amazing, with no deaths, and half the complications of average.
At the hospital, it went relatively smoothly. All the nurses and physicians assistants would ask me what I was getting, my name, and my birthday. The hardest part for me was getting the IV put in. My veins tend to be small and deep, so they tried on my right hand, no dice, my left hand looked like it was working, but then I got a small bubble of saline, so they went back to the right at the wrist. Again, couldn't get it. No surgery without an IV, so I suggested my ankle. She was nervous to go there, because it rolls. At that point, the bubble in my left hand had subsided, and it looked like a vein had moved up on my left wrist. Finally, the IV was in. The nurse was very kind an patient for the while process, numbing my skin whenever she tried a spot, so it was only mildly uncomfortable, not super painful.
After that, I walked to the surgery room, where I got to say hi to some of the people who would be assisting. They were really nice. I laid on the bench, and they helped position my arms. After a bit of adjusting, I was out. The next thing I new, I was in the recovery room. I fluttered my eyes, and the nurse saw that I was waking up. My back hurt, so I asked if I could roll to my side. She said that was fine, and helped me. She also asked if I needed more blankets, and I said no, I was hot. And thirsty, like - wow thirsty. They said I could get some Water when I got to my room, which was soon, they were just cleaning it up. So I kind of rested, and eventually woke up in the room, where they gave me a few sips of water, which tasted like the best water ever.
My husband was there to give me a hug, and my friend. I was on morphine, and could give myself a small dose as needed every 8 minutes. It was nice and low-level, so I didn't feel any pain, just some mild soreness. They brought me a tray, and I was able to sip on some green-tea, and some broth. They saved the Protein Shake for later.
A little while later, I felt like I could stand up, so they helped unhook me, and we walked around the hallways for a bit. Whenever I had to pee, they had a little hat in the toilet to collect it, so they could see how much I was peeing.
I did pretty well, that night, periodically walking, and sipping the Protein shakes. They nurses would come in for blood-pressure checks, and a couple of blood samples.< /p>
My surgeon was a little disappointed at the size of my liver, he felt ti was too big, so my pre-op diet should have probably started a couple of weeks before.I had gained some weight before the surgery, my first weigh in was 263, I topped out at 270, and by that morning, I was 265.
He was also concerned about my Synthroid dose, because my TSH is undetectable. But my endocrinologist has said before that the goal was to suppress the thyroid all together, because that stops the Hashimoto's symptoms. So as long as the T4 and T3 are in range, I should be good. I'll bring up my surgeon's concerns with him at the next appointment. I'll probably need lower and lower doses as I drop the weight anyway.
Se I was discharged yesterday, felt pretty good for the ride home. We stopped at the Walgreens, and my husband went in to get the pain medication for me. The pharmacist wanted to call the doctor to confirm, but of course the number on the script was for the home office, so no one answered at 6pm on a Friday. My poor husband was like, what do I do? And the pharmacist was very rude, and was like, "You figure it out". So I ended up having to get up from the car, and bring all my paperwork in. Once he saw me, with all the paperwork, and the discharge papers, he went ahead and filled the prescription. I guess he thought my husband was a drug-seeker or something.
So now I'm at home. I've taken some pain meds for today. It's not quite as nice as it was at the hospital with the IV drop, and metered morphine. My stomach area feels loose and stretchy. I keep imagining that wrapping it with a corset might help. My back also still hurts, but my husband is so sweet, and he's been carefully massaging it for me. It's a little hard to get up and down from my sofa and bed. If I wan tto be on my side, it's more of a 45 degree angle, with a pillow under my back.
Anyway, I can still walk, go to the BR by myself, and I'm planning on taking a shower later today. Sipping lots of water. I'm also going to do one of the Protein Shakes they gave me. All in all, it's not too terrible of pain, and I believe this is going to be worth it in the long run.

So just prior to the surgery, I was super excited. People who I told were, like "Are you nervous?" and I wasn't. But after a while, everyone being nervous for me, was making me start to questions whether I should, in fact, be nervous. I finally decided no, I had done my research, found a great surgeon, and a fantastic hospital. He's record is amazing, with no deaths, and half the complications of average.
At the hospital, it went relatively smoothly. All the nurses and physicians assistants would ask me what I was getting, my name, and my birthday. The hardest part for me was getting the IV put in. My veins tend to be small and deep, so they tried on my right hand, no dice, my left hand looked like it was working, but then I got a small bubble of saline, so they went back to the right at the wrist. Again, couldn't get it. No surgery without an IV, so I suggested my ankle. She was nervous to go there, because it rolls. At that point, the bubble in my left hand had subsided, and it looked like a vein had moved up on my left wrist. Finally, the IV was in. The nurse was very kind an patient for the while process, numbing my skin whenever she tried a spot, so it was only mildly uncomfortable, not super painful.
After that, I walked to the surgery room, where I got to say hi to some of the people who would be assisting. They were really nice. I laid on the bench, and they helped position my arms. After a bit of adjusting, I was out. The next thing I new, I was in the recovery room. I fluttered my eyes, and the nurse saw that I was waking up. My back hurt, so I asked if I could roll to my side. She said that was fine, and helped me. She also asked if I needed more blankets, and I said no, I was hot. And thirsty, like - wow thirsty. They said I could get some Water when I got to my room, which was soon, they were just cleaning it up. So I kind of rested, and eventually woke up in the room, where they gave me a few sips of water, which tasted like the best water ever.
My husband was there to give me a hug, and my friend. I was on morphine, and could give myself a small dose as needed every 8 minutes. It was nice and low-level, so I didn't feel any pain, just some mild soreness. They brought me a tray, and I was able to sip on some green-tea, and some broth. They saved the Protein Shake for later.
A little while later, I felt like I could stand up, so they helped unhook me, and we walked around the hallways for a bit. Whenever I had to pee, they had a little hat in the toilet to collect it, so they could see how much I was peeing.
I did pretty well, that night, periodically walking, and sipping the Protein shakes. They nurses would come in for blood-pressure checks, and a couple of blood samples.< /p>
My surgeon was a little disappointed at the size of my liver, he felt ti was too big, so my pre-op diet should have probably started a couple of weeks before.I had gained some weight before the surgery, my first weigh in was 263, I topped out at 270, and by that morning, I was 265.
He was also concerned about my Synthroid dose, because my TSH is undetectable. But my endocrinologist has said before that the goal was to suppress the thyroid all together, because that stops the Hashimoto's symptoms. So as long as the T4 and T3 are in range, I should be good. I'll bring up my surgeon's concerns with him at the next appointment. I'll probably need lower and lower doses as I drop the weight anyway.
Se I was discharged yesterday, felt pretty good for the ride home. We stopped at the Walgreens, and my husband went in to get the pain medication for me. The pharmacist wanted to call the doctor to confirm, but of course the number on the script was for the home office, so no one answered at 6pm on a Friday. My poor husband was like, what do I do? And the pharmacist was very rude, and was like, "You figure it out". So I ended up having to get up from the car, and bring all my paperwork in. Once he saw me, with all the paperwork, and the discharge papers, he went ahead and filled the prescription. I guess he thought my husband was a drug-seeker or something.
So now I'm at home. I've taken some pain meds for today. It's not quite as nice as it was at the hospital with the IV drop, and metered morphine. My stomach area feels loose and stretchy. I keep imagining that wrapping it with a corset might help. My back also still hurts, but my husband is so sweet, and he's been carefully massaging it for me. It's a little hard to get up and down from my sofa and bed. If I wan tto be on my side, it's more of a 45 degree angle, with a pillow under my back.
Anyway, I can still walk, go to the BR by myself, and I'm planning on taking a shower later today. Sipping lots of water. I'm also going to do one of the Protein Shakes they gave me. All in all, it's not too terrible of pain, and I believe this is going to be worth it in the long run.

So just prior to the surgery, I was super excited. People who I told were, like "Are you nervous?" and I wasn't. But after a while, everyone being nervous for me, was making me start to questions whether I should, in fact, be nervous. I finally decided no, I had done my research, found a great surgeon, and a fantastic hospital. He's record is amazing, with no deaths, and half the complications of average.
At the hospital, it went relatively smoothly. All the nurses and physicians assistants would ask me what I was getting, my name, and my birthday. The hardest part for me was getting the IV put in. My veins tend to be small and deep, so they tried on my right hand, no dice, my left hand looked like it was working, but then I got a small bubble of saline, so they went back to the right at the wrist. Again, couldn't get it. No surgery without an IV, so I suggested my ankle. She was nervous to go there, because it rolls. At that point, the bubble in my left hand had subsided, and it looked like a vein had moved up on my left wrist. Finally, the IV was in. The nurse was very kind an patient for the while process, numbing my skin whenever she tried a spot, so it was only mildly uncomfortable, not super painful.
After that, I walked to the surgery room, where I got to say hi to some of the people who would be assisting. They were really nice. I laid on the bench, and they helped position my arms. After a bit of adjusting, I was out. The next thing I new, I was in the recovery room. I fluttered my eyes, and the nurse saw that I was waking up. My back hurt, so I asked if I could roll to my side. She said that was fine, and helped me. She also asked if I needed more blankets, and I said no, I was hot. And thirsty, like - wow thirsty. They said I could get some Water when I got to my room, which was soon, they were just cleaning it up. So I kind of rested, and eventually woke up in the room, where they gave me a few sips of water, which tasted like the best water ever.
My husband was there to give me a hug, and my friend. I was on morphine, and could give myself a small dose as needed every 8 minutes. It was nice and low-level, so I didn't feel any pain, just some mild soreness. They brought me a tray, and I was able to sip on some green-tea, and some broth. They saved the Protein Shake for later.
A little while later, I felt like I could stand up, so they helped unhook me, and we walked around the hallways for a bit. Whenever I had to pee, they had a little hat in the toilet to collect it, so they could see how much I was peeing.
I did pretty well, that night, periodically walking, and sipping the Protein shakes. They nurses would come in for blood-pressure checks, and a couple of blood samples.< /p>
My surgeon was a little disappointed at the size of my liver, he felt ti was too big, so my pre-op diet should have probably started a couple of weeks before.I had gained some weight before the surgery, my first weigh in was 263, I topped out at 270, and by that morning, I was 265.
He was also concerned about my Synthroid dose, because my TSH is undetectable. But my endocrinologist has said before that the goal was to suppress the thyroid all together, because that stops the Hashimoto's symptoms. So as long as the T4 and T3 are in range, I should be good. I'll bring up my surgeon's concerns with him at the next appointment. I'll probably need lower and lower doses as I drop the weight anyway.
Se I was discharged yesterday, felt pretty good for the ride home. We stopped at the Walgreens, and my husband went in to get the pain medication for me. The pharmacist wanted to call the doctor to confirm, but of course the number on the script was for the home office, so no one answered at 6pm on a Friday. My poor husband was like, what do I do? And the pharmacist was very rude, and was like, "You figure it out". So I ended up having to get up from the car, and bring all my paperwork in. Once he saw me, with all the paperwork, and the discharge papers, he went ahead and filled the prescription. I guess he thought my husband was a drug-seeker or something.
So now I'm at home. I've taken some pain meds for today. It's not quite as nice as it was at the hospital with the IV drop, and metered morphine. My stomach area feels loose and stretchy. I keep imagining that wrapping it with a corset might help. My back also still hurts, but my husband is so sweet, and he's been carefully massaging it for me. It's a little hard to get up and down from my sofa and bed. If I wan tto be on my side, it's more of a 45 degree angle, with a pillow under my back.
Anyway, I can still walk, go to the BR by myself, and I'm planning on taking a shower later today. Sipping lots of water. I'm also going to do one of the Protein Shakes they gave me. All in all, it's not too terrible of pain, and I believe this is going to be worth it in the long run.

So just prior to the surgery, I was super excited. People who I told were, like "Are you nervous?" and I wasn't. But after a while, everyone being nervous for me, was making me start to questions whether I should, in fact, be nervous. I finally decided no, I had done my research, found a great surgeon, and a fantastic hospital. He's record is amazing, with no deaths, and half the complications of average.
At the hospital, it went relatively smoothly. All the nurses and physicians assistants would ask me what I was getting, my name, and my birthday. The hardest part for me was getting the IV put in. My veins tend to be small and deep, so they tried on my right hand, no dice, my left hand looked like it was working, but then I got a small bubble of saline, so they went back to the right at the wrist. Again, couldn't get it. No surgery without an IV, so I suggested my ankle. She was nervous to go there, because it rolls. At that point, the bubble in my left hand had subsided, and it looked like a vein had moved up on my left wrist. Finally, the IV was in. The nurse was very kind an patient for the while process, numbing my skin whenever she tried a spot, so it was only mildly uncomfortable, not super painful.
After that, I walked to the surgery room, where I got to say hi to some of the people who would be assisting. They were really nice. I laid on the bench, and they helped position my arms. After a bit of adjusting, I was out. The next thing I new, I was in the recovery room. I fluttered my eyes, and the nurse saw that I was waking up. My back hurt, so I asked if I could roll to my side. She said that was fine, and helped me. She also asked if I needed more blankets, and I said no, I was hot. And thirsty, like - wow thirsty. They said I could get some Water when I got to my room, which was soon, they were just cleaning it up. So I kind of rested, and eventually woke up in the room, where they gave me a few sips of water, which tasted like the best water ever.
My husband was there to give me a hug, and my friend. I was on morphine, and could give myself a small dose as needed every 8 minutes. It was nice and low-level, so I didn't feel any pain, just some mild soreness. They brought me a tray, and I was able to sip on some green-tea, and some broth. They saved the Protein Shake for later.
A little while later, I felt like I could stand up, so they helped unhook me, and we walked around the hallways for a bit. Whenever I had to pee, they had a little hat in the toilet to collect it, so they could see how much I was peeing.
I did pretty well, that night, periodically walking, and sipping the Protein shakes. They nurses would come in for blood-pressure checks, and a couple of blood samples.< /p>
My surgeon was a little disappointed at the size of my liver, he felt ti was too big, so my pre-op diet should have probably started a couple of weeks before.I had gained some weight before the surgery, my first weigh in was 263, I topped out at 270, and by that morning, I was 265.
He was also concerned about my Synthroid dose, because my TSH is undetectable. But my endocrinologist has said before that the goal was to suppress the thyroid all together, because that stops the Hashimoto's symptoms. So as long as the T4 and T3 are in range, I should be good. I'll bring up my surgeon's concerns with him at the next appointment. I'll probably need lower and lower doses as I drop the weight anyway.
Se I was discharged yesterday, felt pretty good for the ride home. We stopped at the Walgreens, and my husband went in to get the pain medication for me. The pharmacist wanted to call the doctor to confirm, but of course the number on the script was for the home office, so no one answered at 6pm on a Friday. My poor husband was like, what do I do? And the pharmacist was very rude, and was like, "You figure it out". So I ended up having to get up from the car, and bring all my paperwork in. Once he saw me, with all the paperwork, and the discharge papers, he went ahead and filled the prescription. I guess he thought my husband was a drug-seeker or something.
So now I'm at home. I've taken some pain meds for today. It's not quite as nice as it was at the hospital with the IV drop, and metered morphine. My stomach area feels loose and stretchy. I keep imagining that wrapping it with a corset might help. My back also still hurts, but my husband is so sweet, and he's been carefully massaging it for me. It's a little hard to get up and down from my sofa and bed. If I wan tto be on my side, it's more of a 45 degree angle, with a pillow under my back.
Anyway, I can still walk, go to the BR by myself, and I'm planning on taking a shower later today. Sipping lots of water. I'm also going to do one of the Protein Shakes they gave me. All in all, it's not too terrible of pain, and I believe this is going to be worth it in the long run.