LittleBill

I had mine done the day after @@vannababyy22 We actually looked for each other in the post-op recovery ward.

I will be three months out in two days. I have not been away overnight yet, but will shortly be traveling (overnight) to rescue Mrs. LittleBill from a small tribe of midgets - a.k.a. the little monsters. She has been babysitting grandchildren for a week, and while she has had the time of her life, she is running out of steam. It will be interesting to see how it goes, as I will have to pack lots of food that I can eat to take with me. Fast food ain't in it for me.

She must have had a real beef with you.

I was tempted almost beyond what I could bear when I first arrived here, and a certain "vet" decided to jump all over me with both her feet in righteous indignation, but I held my tongue, so to speak. I merely pointed out that she lacked a sense of humor. That seemed to do the trick, as she has stedfastly ignored me since then.

I can tell you right now, don't put your servings in a ziplock baggy. You'll be sure to get special treatment if you do. Perhaps you could put most of it in something else and take the can, or at the least, peel the label off and stick it in with whatever container you decide to use. But don't count on the perspicacity of the TSA to understand what you have and what you are doing with it.

I am going to respectfully disagree with you on this. There are dozens of millions of us who are legal gun owners and carriers who have criminal records that are... nonexistent. We are among the most law abiding of citizens out there. We are among the least likely to break the law. Yet we are maligned every time something like this happens. There is no law, no rule, that prevents people like this from doing what they will. The only thing that stops a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun. The proof of that is the fact that every time one of them shows up, who gets called? The cops. Cops are not special, they are not superior humans. They are just people like the rest of us who have decided to make protecting the rest of us their life's work. But they cannot be everywhere all the time. I have carried my gun everywhere it is legal for well over 25 years. There have been three times in those years where its presence has protected myself or others. I have never shot anyone, or even threatened to shoot anyone. But in all cases, ill intent was thwarted. If someone else had been legally carrying at that airport, it may be that more people would have lived. We do not know. There are no promises in life. But I prefer taking a chance with my gun over cringing and screaming any day of the week.

The acronym does not describe the person who is the problem. It describes the sentiment expressed when those people show up and want to take control of your life and tell you what to do. It is FOAD. I do not say that I ever used it. I just say I know about it. Just in case.

I thought I was going to die. But I didn't. How's that for positive? It was the best possible outcome. Seriously. I am very happy I did it, and would do it again in a heartbeat.

There is an acronym to respond to this phenomenon you describe, but I cannot write it here, as it is not quite polite. But, it is accurate. And to the point.

No Krispy Kreme around here, but you can't swing a dead cat without hitting a couple of Dunkin Donuts. I am in there a bunch of times a week, but only for the coffee. In days past, I would eat a bunch of donuts, or even their sammiches. But I am reformed now.

Yabut!!! You live where winter is nine months, with three months of poor skiing.

There are friends, and there are acquaintances. It sounds like she might be more of an acquaintance than a friend. It is hard sometimes, in our culture, to make the distinction. Maybe her husband is right, from your point of view, and not hers.

Tonight is going to be snort of bourbon night. It may be a big snort. This morning started off with the impending visit of a friend of mine. He needed to go to the sawmill I frequent to get some lumber he was not able to source local to his own home. He lives about two hours from me. About 15 minutes before his anticipated arrival, my father called me to inform me that their well pump had gone Tango Utah, and they had no water. Both my parents are in their eighties. They live a little more than an hour north of me. Without going into all the sordid details, I managed to get my friend his lumber, and shuffled back to NJ, from whence he came, all the while coordinating between a plumber friend of mine and my father, who has an innate distrust of anyone he doesn't know. I am usually the one on deck for doing his plumbing work, but I told him we were hiring out if I had to pay for it myself. Oh yeah, the sawmill is located in "dark country". There is no cell service there. Not even texts get out of the cellular black hole there. So in addition to being monkey in the middle, I had to get it done while traveling in and out of phone service. One of my major accomplishments, perhaps even an NSV it is so big, was teaching an 82 year old man how to use his phone to take a picture and TEXT it to me so I could inform the plumber of what was actually going on. And I talked him through it over the phone. I did get the privilege of standing in an unheated basement in the mountains (read high temp of 15 degrees today) to help with the work. One other detail for the day is my friend had sleeve surgery almost six years ago. It did not work for him because of his intractability when it comes to his eating habits. But, he has experienced a rebirth of determination watching my success so far, so I have been counseling him as to how to mend his rotten ways (Jethro Tull reference there for those who might recognize it). So yeah. It's time for a snort. I'll be back on my strict diet again tomorrow. I am invoking the 80/20 rule laid down by the folks at my program. They never did say what those 20% bad calories could be, and I have been cleared for booze. The drinking light is lit. If I am not careful, I'll be lit too.

It has been colder than the north end of a southbound polar bear here, but no real snow to mention. We've had a couple of nuisance snows less than an inch each so far, but that's it. But for that shoveling thing? This is the way to go when there's snow! This is from the blizzard last year. We had ONE snowfall. We just happened to get almost three feet of it in that one shot, with drifts to 48" in a lot of places. It took me hours to clear the walks and driveway, and that was with Mrs. LittleBill running the walk behind machine.

I have lost 124 lbs so far, with at least another 55 lbs or so to go. I am more of a noob at this compared to some of those who have already answered, and I am a guy to boot, so take it for what it is worth. I lost 67 lbs before surgery, just by changing my diet and tracking calories. I was amazed at how effective that was. I kept my caloric intake between 2000-2500 per day. I did not do much more in the way of exercise before surgery as I already have a fairly active lifestyle. I'm no athlete, but I spend a lot of my day walking around and standing and lifting heavy things. Since surgery, I joined a gym, but that is only going to tide me over until spring, when the rigors of lawn care take over again. I was mainly concerned about not losing muscle mass, of which I have lots. So I am doing some light lifting to maintain that, as well as some stationary bike riding to increase my endurance. It all seems to be going well for me, and when summer comes, I will replace free weights with firewood again, and the stationary bike with a real one. I do not count my calories very closely, but I do count Protein, and keep carbs very low. I was pretty much a carnivore before surgery, so it has been easy to maintain that after. My issue was just too many calories, and I have not really had any cravings for anything I am not supposed to eat. I have done a little experimenting with the "forbidden foods", but for the most part they have lost their appeal. I will say that I still enjoy a snort of bourbon from time to time. That might get the Ladies Temperance Movement wagging their fingers and tongues, but my doctor is fine with it.

It's been "break your ears off" cold here for the past week or so. It is supposed to go up into the 50s, but not for a few more days. In addition to the cold here, I got to spend a big chunk of the day in an unheated basement in the mountains (where it got up to a high of 14 degrees) helping replace a pressure tank for a well. Fun fun. I could use some cheese bread in a warm climate with a couple of friendly folks.

I figured as much, but I couldn't resist taking a jeep shot. Thank you, it is very kind of you to say so, but I seem to be changing from a plum to a prune. I used to joke that fat people looked younger because the wrinkles didn't show. Now that is not the case, for me anyway.

@@OzRoo Very nice! Jeep, that is. Seriously, you are looking good!

The issue isn't so much eating food that might be detrimental to your weight loss, but rather eating food that could cause serious and immediate health problems because of a healing stomach. To a certain extent, it is entirely the responsibility of the individual. But beyond that, others who may not have received a proper education as to how and what to eat immediately post op may see something like this, figure it's okay, and then do damage to themselves while thinking they were safe. So yeah, if someone is determined to eat something they shouldn't, it's on them. But if they are leading others astray, that becomes a different issue. Besides, if you are going to do something stupid, and then post about it on the internet, you should not be surprised when you receive criticism or worse for it.

This is a response to a thread started about someone's first real meal 23 days after surgery containing fried shrimp, shrimp scampi, creamy shrimp Pasta, rice and an alcoholic beverage.Sent from my iPad using the BariatricPal App That's what I call a "bait post". She knew exactly what kind of response she was going to get.... Hahahahaha! Shrimp...bait... Did you intend that, or was it just good luck on your part?

@ When I was a kid, the closest we ever got to the seashore was the state park lake. They had trucked in a bunch of sand to make a large sandy area for people to sit or play along the edge of the swimming area. So we called it "The Beach".

The TSA is probably on the way to your house right now to deal with this issue of double posting.

@ I'm all over the interweb for various things. I have not broadcast my WLS, but I have not made it top secret either. I am very well known in my field all over the world. Anyone who knows me professionally knows I was fat. So far, whenever anyone has asked me about losing weight, I just look them in the eye and say, "It's the result of clean livin'". That has sufficed so far.

I have so many speed issues here it is unbelievable. And then, when I go to read comments on statuses, I'll click on the "show all comments" link and it just blinks and stays the same. I thought it was something with my machine, but now I see I am not alone. Misery loves company and all that.

I'm sort of wondering how to bite soup. I think @@suzzzzz has the best answer. Especially since that is how I did it.