Dee~Dee

I was sleeved 12/21/16
HW 394
SW 386
CW 325
Pic on left was Oct 2015. Pic on right was 2 days ago.

The Left two pictures are my before. I do not have any full pictures because i used to hate how I looked.. I have so much more confidence now;)


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@@NiecyBelle12 We should keep in touch... Feel free to email me at anytime, I'd love to keep in touch, form a group of sleeve buddies here in Atlanta
anndriar@gmail.com
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My picture on Christmas 2015 vs my picture on Christmas 2016
Hw: 395
Sw: 356
Cw:286
Sleeved: 06/20/15
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Prayer in Time of Sickness
Merciful Lord, the true comfort and hope of those who suffer, I entreat that You accept the prayers which I offer to You in my affliction. Grant that this sickness which You have permitted to come upon me may bring me closer to You and lead me to a more righteous life.
Master, You send down upon us both affliction and consolation. You are the Lord of life and health. You alone can raise me up from my bed of sickness. Without Your gracious help I cannot hope to recover.
It is true that I am a sinner unworthy of Your mercy. But because of Your goodness You receive everyone who turns to You with a humble heart and a repentant spirit.
My Lord, Jesus Christ, have mercy on me. Say to me as You said to the sinful woman, “Your sins are forgiven.” Surely I will not forget Your warning to the paralyzed man, “Sin no more, that nothing worse befall you.” My health is in Your hands. You need say only the word and I will get well again. Yet Your will, not mine, be done. You know best what leads to my health and my salvation. You have bestowed many blessings upon me throughout my life, and I pray that You will not forsake me now, in this time of sickness.
I bless and glorify Your name, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, now and ever and to the ages of ages. Amen.
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Dear Lord
Cover this child with your sovereign hand, bring restoration and healing to her body
In Jesus name,
AMEN
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You know how people who were one thing, and then reformed themselves all of a sudden become fanatical about that thing they used to be? Ex smokers are one of the best examples, policing the ranks of those who continue to smoke, evangelizing them to save them from that particular sin. They are especially known for their zeal. I sort of felt that way today.
After my post op check up (which went very well), I drove up to visit my parents and help my Dad with a few chores around the house. While we were working, my Mom declared that we needed to go to the store to get some things she had been wanting for a while. Now "we" translates and "Dad and I". As for the store, she did not care, as long as it had everything she wanted on her list. It was that discussion that led to the circumstances where I found myself a short while later.
We wound up in the mecca for fat people. There were more fat people there than at the Golden Corral on 10% off day. Yes. I am talking about Walmart. I hate going to Walmart. I don't like having to walk for what seems like miles just to discover they really don't have what I want. What's even worse sometimes IS finding what I want. Then I have to stand in line to check out - a line that stretches into the hazy distance like people lined up waiting for Judgment Day. And today was even worse. We were at a Walmart in a popular vacation spot for people from a very large city whose initials are N.Y.C. So it was fat people with an attitude.
I also made the mistake of texting Mrs. LittleBill to tell her I was at Walmart, thinking she would at least sympathize. I received an LOL and a list of stuff to look for. So now I had two missions. We had to park so far away from the building that all we could see was the top, peeking over the horizon. I am pretty sure we were in a different zip code. The parking lot was solid with vehicles. In the distance I could see people dodging back and forth between the city drivers zooming around looking for the best spot. I said to Dad, "Maybe today isn't such a good day to try and go in there." He turned to me and said, "It's not worth my life to come home empty handed! We're going in!"
We eventually made it to the door. I grabbed a cart, and waded into the mêlée, calling out to Dad that we could split up and cover more territory more quickly. It was like a cross between bumper cars and the demolition derby. People were smacking into one another left and right, coming out of the ends of the aisles like they had been fired out of a cannon. Baleful glares and insincere apologies were exchanged with abandon. And in all of this, there was a huge number of human juggernauts, cruising through slowly, yet unstoppable. They drew my attention with fascination.
Like the ex smoker described above, I looked from person to person, thinking: "You need bariatric surgery. You need bariatric surgery. You REALLY need bariatric surgery! I can't believe I used to look like that! Did I really look like that!?! This place is a GOLD MINE for my surgeon!" It was actually kind of weird. On one hand, I felt something of a kinship with these people while on the other hand I was repulsed. I think a lot of the latter had to do with attitude though. I really get impatient with rude people.
In one sense it was something of an NSV for me. I am still fat, but I am not the land yacht I used to be, and to a degree, I felt a whole lot slimmer as I negotiated the killing fields of the retail environment. It was also something of a wake up call, to learn that I do not perceive myself in the same way that I used to. I am going to have to work on that one for a while. It kind of snuck up on me and grabbed me by the throat. But at least I made it out of there alive.

Your doctor would not have many colleagues who agree with him. The health risks from smoking have been scientifically proven and having watched my children's father die from lung cancer ( he smoked a packet a day) I can tell you it's not a nice way to die. So far I haven't seen anyone die from drinking too many lattes.

I am two months post op (sleeved 10/27).. Lost 32lbs so far. Haven't lost a pound in almost 2 weeks. Many on this site are posting they've lost up to twice as much at the two month point. I just want to take a moment to tell pre-op folks that those type of results require a LOT of work. This is extremely hard. I NEVER lost my appetite (it is a beast, and no it is not head hunger). I had very little restriction at all after 6 weeks post op. Right now I can eat almost anything if I want to and in very large quantities if I choose to snack all day (I don't do that). Some people apparently have no appetite for at least six months. That's not me. Some people apparently have a crazy tight restriction up to years out. Not me. Perhaps because my doc does a bell shaped sleeve with a wider opening at the bottom of the stomach.. I don't know... my point is -- You HAVE to stay on program and not eat forbidden foods. You have to know that this is not a magic pill. You HAVE to work at it every single day. Journal everything you eat. Don't drink alcohol (even at Christmas parties and other events); don't eat processed foods; eat very very slowly and with toddler utensils; don't eat refined carbs; get your Protein, Vitamins and Water in; and get moving around and working out as soon as your doctor approves it. See a psychologist as soon as you can to work out your food addiction or other addiction issues. It's worth it. This surgery is NOT an easy fix but nevertheless it's is worth it.
Thats my rant for the day . To all the perfect people who will seek to tear my post apart and put me down (inevitable on this site), please just know everybody's struggle is different and even you are not perfect.
Thanks.
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@LittelBill you do set a classy example of a man with integrity, plus I love reading your messages always a positive vibe!
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Pmease check with the Dr on tje Iron. Taking Iron by itself can kead to nauseous ness and you will want to take that a few hours after or before your Calcium as both fight for absorption. All of this takes time to develop a routine but it is so worth it!!! I am nearing 2 years post op and still learning. 2 years ago, I was 405 lbs....weighed myself yesterday and was 230.8!!

I wish someone told me about the saliva over production!!!
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The recovery process is so interesting. Even almost 6 weeks post op I still get little shooting nerve pains, mostly only in one area from my Tummy Tuck. My bottom TT incision is still hard as a rock. If you felt it through my shirt you'd think I have rock-hard abs. My incision under my right breast are still really hard as well. I massage the incisions daily as instructed. I lather myself with coconut oil during my morning shower. I use Arnica and Mederma at night before bed.
I've grown to enjoy sleeping in my Genie bra. It's so comfy. I've noticed my boobs have finally started to drop a little. They still look fantastic, just not the swollen, hard Barbie boobs I had when I woke up. Now they are soft, perky Barbie boobs.
HW 290+/SW 261/GW 160/CW 159

@@LittleBill ... I just want to thank you as well... I was sitting here reading and thinking what the hell is the world coming to... Is this the new norm "marriage is just a contract"....? Smh
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And this@@Fredbear, is what a real man sounds like!! Not condescending, not boorish, not patronizing but with compassion and understanding of another person's grief, no matter the fault, no matter the reason!

@@Fredbear I am not going to get into the whole thing about revenge, or who is right and who is wrong. None of us know the whole story. But I do have to write a few things in response to your posts. There are a lot of men out there who still believe in honor, integrity, and responsibility. I have no idea what the dynamics were in her marriage, but I do know that two people created not just a "contract", but a family. That family has been torn apart for whatever reason. The man involved still has responsibilities, whether he chooses to acknowledge them or not.
Regardless of what passed between him and his wife, the children are the ones who suffer the most in this. They will spend the rest of their lives wondering if it is something they did, and if they could have done better or made it right if they had just tried harder.
You might want to consider editing your post to reflect the fact that it is only your opinion. You sure as hell don't speak for me, or people like me.

@@LittleBill ... I just want to thank you as well... I was sitting here reading and thinking what the hell is the world coming to... Is this the new norm "marriage is just a contract"....? Smh
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I haven't overlooked anything. Every single post you make is a reflection of your character. You have a real way of shining through with what kind of person you really are on the inside.

While to some people marriage may just be another "contract" or "business deal" to me, and I thought to him, marriage was a covenant that we entered into when we stood before God, our family, and friends and vowed our lives to one another. This was not something I took lightly. As I said in the original post I just needed a moment to vent. When you have 3 children with someone and a 20 year history together it is devastating to say the least for them to literally be telling you on Thursday how much they love you and how beautiful you are then on Friday they walk out without any warning.
Thank you for the words of encouragement for those that gave them.

You're just bored and writing these things to get a reaction, right? You can't be that cold and callous!! You should reread the original post. Her husband slunk out like a dog that peed on the rug!! A real man faces his wife and tells her he is leaving! And he doesn't take half of the money they have because he left his children there to be taken care of!! Nobody has to stay in a relationship if they don't want to be there, but they do have to have a backbone and explain their actions. They weren't in the "contract" alone and even when breaking a real contract, of any kind, an explanation is required!

There's a difference between a business contract and a marriage. For example you don't sleep in bed with your boss and have kids as soon as you sign a contract. I feel sorry for the woman who fall victim to some of you manipulating ass men! Y'all stick up for each other like some Girl Scouts. Children are a blessing not "complications " God I hope y'all ain't breeding.
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