KindaFamiliar

I f*cking love cheese!!!!
I incorporate it into my "diet" when I'm tracking and when I'm not...
Yeah, that's right...
I f*cking love it!!!!

Slower?
No...
Bearable?
Yeah!!!
cheese is by no means the worst thing you can eat in ANY stage of the process...
There's Protein in cheese...
It may not always be at the best ratio in regard to calories...
But I'll be f*cked if I'm giving up EVERYTHING!!!
@@ML573663
You eat your cheese...
And when you do, you think of me...
Enjoy!!!!

I f*cking love cheese!!!!
I incorporate it into my "diet" when I'm tracking and when I'm not...
Yeah, that's right...
I f*cking love it!!!!

"A life lived without cheddar is a life half lived"...
Ok, so maybe that's not exactly the quote...
But it's true!!!

Slower?
No...
Bearable?
Yeah!!!
cheese is by no means the worst thing you can eat in ANY stage of the process...
There's Protein in cheese...
It may not always be at the best ratio in regard to calories...
But I'll be f*cked if I'm giving up EVERYTHING!!!
@@ML573663
You eat your cheese...
And when you do, you think of me...
Enjoy!!!!

I f*cking love cheese!!!!
I incorporate it into my "diet" when I'm tracking and when I'm not...
Yeah, that's right...
I f*cking love it!!!!

I cut up a 2 pound brick of Tillamook pepper crack into 32 pieces. It's easy, half it, half those pieces then quarter them, take everything and cut them in half. Now you have 32 1oz pieces. I add these to all kinds of things, chili, meatloaf, chicken and of course I often eat it on its own. I also love gouda and havarti. For some reason I have a hard time with cheddar.

cheese is a reason to live. To answer your question, in moderation. Unless a cheese is lowfat from the day it was first produced, why give up the real thing? Most are god awful in lowfat versions. Eat the best-tasting whatever-it-is. When I do, my soul sings and I don't even want all that much.
@ plays dominoes with the pepper-dotted cheese before tossing the pieces into the pot. He gives me the cheddar.

NO issue, just knowing that you are unavailable, we'll be happy to count you in!!!!

As stated in a previous thread, I'm outta the country til end of week 1 and will not be back in sync until end of week 2, 2017, but I'm all over this sh*t like a fat kid on a cupcake...
It's been too long since accountability...
But f*ck me, it's fun!!!!

I would let it go. You couldn't open it so safe guards are in place. I think this was a victimless error, but that's just me.

You're right...
I'm "not the one sleeping alone etc..."
Nor do I have children...
In fact, I'm not even married...
However, I'm also not privy to the complete details of the OP's relationship...
I'm not knowing of all the ins and outs of the situation...
What I AM is capable of putting forward my opinion without resorting to judgmental name-calling and derogatory remarks...
What I AM is a person who is smart enough to know that there are ALWAYS two sides to a story...
I'm also smart enough to know that, upon reading one or two of the more recent posts, there's very little I can say that will be properly read or understood without resorting to the aforementioned childish antics...
Chalk another win up for ignorance...

I struggled with 'red' meat for ages.
Over 12 months.
chicken and fish were fine.
Beef and lamb were no good.
They just sat in a big Protein ball in my gut - I couldn't process them.
Just take your time.
Don't rush it - it'll make you sick...

@@Ignatius
Apologies for the delay in replying...
Apologies for the possible length of this post...
Once I get on a roll, who knows where I could end up...
Anyway, here goes...
Firstly, a little about me...
I was sleeved on Feb 25, 2015.
I was 45 yrs old.
At my heaviest, I weighed 255kg..
That's 562 pounds.. (We use kg in Australia but as the majority here use pounds, I usually do the math to make it easier)
I was one of the lucky ones...
Despite my weight, I had NO co-morbidities...
No diabetes, no cholesterol, not even high blood pressure...
In the lead up to my surgery, my surgeon pulled no punches..
He made me fully aware that there were no guarantees he'd go thru with the surgery until he'd opened me up..
He was concerned about the fat around my lived and his ability (or inability) to get into where he needed to...
To give me the best chance, he put me on a 'liquids only' diet for 4 weeks prior to the operation...
I can tell you now, that was the hardest 4 weeks of my life...
What made it worse was knowing that it could all be for nothing...
Anyway, I stuck with it for the four weeks (had a couple of hiccups along the way, but nothing I hid from the surgeon) and surgery day came...
Long story short(ish), the surgery was a success...
I did three nights in hospital...
Again, I must be one of the lucky ones...
I had no complications...
No pain...
Nothing...
The nurses kept insisting that I use the 'pain pump', so I did...
But I didn't really think I needed to..
The worst part of the whole thing was, for the first eight hours or so, I was unable to even get out of the recovery chair...
This wasn't so bad for me because I slept for most of it...
But the poor nurse who had to hold the jug for me every time I had to pee - I reckon it might have been a different story for her...
Poor woman...
Anyway, three nights in hospital...
I was hooked up to a machine for my sleep apnea and that SUCKED BALLS!!!
The day after the op, I was up and about, walking the ward and peeing by myself whenever I wanted to (woooohoooo!!)
The doc was really pleased as he thought I'd struggle because of my weight, but I didn't... (Again, lucky?)
By day three, I was itching to get out, and out I got!!
Self administered injection for (blood clotting) for ten days and the all was good...
The progression of diet from liquids to solids was difficult, but nothing compared to the 4 weeks prior...
Once I got home, I struggled a bit with energy/tiredness..
Lugging 560 pounds around on no food and just after surgery was always gonna be tricky but I got there...
Once I started losing weight, I kinda looked at it as a percentage of what I wanted to lose rather than the actual poundage..
While the big numbers are great (really, who LOSES 230 pounds??) it's more realistic to look at it and be aware that I'm 70% of my way to target..
It's a much better way when you compare yourself to others (and you will, despite how bad an idea it is) and give you an idea of where you're really at...
I really like your question re 'losing motivation when you get to a stage where you can lead a fairly normal life".
It's not something I've ever thought about...
But I guess the answer is "YES", it's certainly a possibility...
I'm at the stage now where I'm finding myself able to exist quite comfortable, especially compared to where I was at...
And I guess that is very possibly a contributing factor to my recent 'funk'...
In short, this honestly the best thing I've ever done...
Like many people, my biggest (only) regret is that I didn't do it years ago...
Mate, I'm not sure what else you want to know or even if this has been any help to you...
I've not read it back so it may not even make any sense..
If there's ANYTHING you think I might be able to help with, please don't hesitate to contact me, either here or via private message..
Take care...
Jason

@@Ignatius
I started at 562 pounds
Have lost 230+ in 13 months
I'm at work at the moment but when I get home I'll come back here and answer all the questions you've asked and any others you may think of...

Congrats on the shrinking head!!!
I found that my glasses didn't fit due to the decrease in size of my bonce..
And I dropped two sizes in shoe...
It's stuff like this - stuff you don't think about - that makes up for all the sh*t!!!
Well done LittleHeadBill...

Congrats on the shrinking head!!!
I found that my glasses didn't fit due to the decrease in size of my bonce..
And I dropped two sizes in shoe...
It's stuff like this - stuff you don't think about - that makes up for all the sh*t!!!
Well done LittleHeadBill...

Congrats on the shrinking head!!!
I found that my glasses didn't fit due to the decrease in size of my bonce..
And I dropped two sizes in shoe...
It's stuff like this - stuff you don't think about - that makes up for all the sh*t!!!
Well done LittleHeadBill...

Congrats on the shrinking head!!!
I found that my glasses didn't fit due to the decrease in size of my bonce..
And I dropped two sizes in shoe...
It's stuff like this - stuff you don't think about - that makes up for all the sh*t!!!
Well done LittleHeadBill...

I would just eat more Protein and I added some calories by baking my fish with Ghee early on.

So, I've just logged onto the computer at work and checked my emails...
84 Bariatric Pal notifications, a lot of them for this thread.
I've said it before and I'll say it again...
I F***ING LOVE THIS THREAD!!!
Love to all(?)..
Kinda

Now, I'm not big on the "faith/prophecy/praying" type stuff...
I'm not against it...
It's just not my thing...
However, here's my take on your post...
You were 'told' you were gonna lose weight...
You've been researching WLS...
You've made an appointment...
You say you've received no "answer"...
Riddle me this...
You say that you've not received an "answer"...
Is it at all possible that you're overlooking the answer?
What if the fact that you're still researching and making appointments IS the answer...
Perhaps, if you weren't supposed to be taking this direction, you'd have been sent a "sign"..
From what I know of such "answers" or "signs", they're not always a case of black and white...
So maybe rather than looking for an obvious "sign", put a little faith in YOURSELF and go with your heart..
Is that possible?
Of course, I know nuthin' about nuthin'...
I'm just some guy who was brought up to believe...
Whether or not I still believe is irrelevant...
I may be a little out of touch with faith related stuff...
But I reckon I might have a point...
All the best to you @@ecoreen94

Now, I'm not big on the "faith/prophecy/praying" type stuff...
I'm not against it...
It's just not my thing...
However, here's my take on your post...
You were 'told' you were gonna lose weight...
You've been researching WLS...
You've made an appointment...
You say you've received no "answer"...
Riddle me this...
You say that you've not received an "answer"...
Is it at all possible that you're overlooking the answer?
What if the fact that you're still researching and making appointments IS the answer...
Perhaps, if you weren't supposed to be taking this direction, you'd have been sent a "sign"..
From what I know of such "answers" or "signs", they're not always a case of black and white...
So maybe rather than looking for an obvious "sign", put a little faith in YOURSELF and go with your heart..
Is that possible?
Of course, I know nuthin' about nuthin'...
I'm just some guy who was brought up to believe...
Whether or not I still believe is irrelevant...
I may be a little out of touch with faith related stuff...
But I reckon I might have a point...
All the best to you @@ecoreen94

Hi @@NAuthorlee30

I started at 550+ and have had absolutely no hold-ups or issues with my recovery...

I was only in hospital 3 nights and could have gone home after 2...

I had 12 days off work after the op but could have gone back after 5...

Of course, everyone is different...

So this is MY story...

Good luck with everything...

Feel free to ask any questions you like...

@@Ignatius
Apologies for the delay in replying...
Apologies for the possible length of this post...
Once I get on a roll, who knows where I could end up...
Anyway, here goes...
Firstly, a little about me...
I was sleeved on Feb 25, 2015.
I was 45 yrs old.
At my heaviest, I weighed 255kg..
That's 562 pounds.. (We use kg in Australia but as the majority here use pounds, I usually do the math to make it easier)
I was one of the lucky ones...
Despite my weight, I had NO co-morbidities...
No diabetes, no cholesterol, not even high blood pressure...
In the lead up to my surgery, my surgeon pulled no punches..
He made me fully aware that there were no guarantees he'd go thru with the surgery until he'd opened me up..
He was concerned about the fat around my lived and his ability (or inability) to get into where he needed to...
To give me the best chance, he put me on a 'liquids only' diet for 4 weeks prior to the operation...
I can tell you now, that was the hardest 4 weeks of my life...
What made it worse was knowing that it could all be for nothing...
Anyway, I stuck with it for the four weeks (had a couple of hiccups along the way, but nothing I hid from the surgeon) and surgery day came...
Long story short(ish), the surgery was a success...
I did three nights in hospital...
Again, I must be one of the lucky ones...
I had no complications...
No pain...
Nothing...
The nurses kept insisting that I use the 'pain pump', so I did...
But I didn't really think I needed to..
The worst part of the whole thing was, for the first eight hours or so, I was unable to even get out of the recovery chair...
This wasn't so bad for me because I slept for most of it...
But the poor nurse who had to hold the jug for me every time I had to pee - I reckon it might have been a different story for her...
Poor woman...
Anyway, three nights in hospital...
I was hooked up to a machine for my sleep apnea and that SUCKED BALLS!!!
The day after the op, I was up and about, walking the ward and peeing by myself whenever I wanted to (woooohoooo!!)
The doc was really pleased as he thought I'd struggle because of my weight, but I didn't... (Again, lucky?)
By day three, I was itching to get out, and out I got!!
Self administered injection for (blood clotting) for ten days and the all was good...
The progression of diet from liquids to solids was difficult, but nothing compared to the 4 weeks prior...
Once I got home, I struggled a bit with energy/tiredness..
Lugging 560 pounds around on no food and just after surgery was always gonna be tricky but I got there...
Once I started losing weight, I kinda looked at it as a percentage of what I wanted to lose rather than the actual poundage..
While the big numbers are great (really, who LOSES 230 pounds??) it's more realistic to look at it and be aware that I'm 70% of my way to target..
It's a much better way when you compare yourself to others (and you will, despite how bad an idea it is) and give you an idea of where you're really at...
I really like your question re 'losing motivation when you get to a stage where you can lead a fairly normal life".
It's not something I've ever thought about...
But I guess the answer is "YES", it's certainly a possibility...
I'm at the stage now where I'm finding myself able to exist quite comfortable, especially compared to where I was at...
And I guess that is very possibly a contributing factor to my recent 'funk'...
In short, this honestly the best thing I've ever done...
Like many people, my biggest (only) regret is that I didn't do it years ago...
Mate, I'm not sure what else you want to know or even if this has been any help to you...
I've not read it back so it may not even make any sense..
If there's ANYTHING you think I might be able to help with, please don't hesitate to contact me, either here or via private message..
Take care...
Jason