redheadjo

Thank you for your responses.
I did ask her if she exercises and she said she did in the beginning because she was super motivated.. but after the first 6 months, she wanted to eat again.. and she said she has that "dumping" thing happen sometimes, or pain in her chest.. but she's used to it and just deals with it.. I feel like that's not really the purpose of the surgery and I was actually feeling a little angry.
It feels like it's taken me YEARS to get to this point of being able to have the surgery. Initially, we went to the gastric bypass meeting together 6 years ago. Her insurance covered it, mine did not. Mine still does not today which is why I did my research and I'm going to Mexico to Dr. Illan. But, to know it was all so easy and still is for her.. makes me look at myself and wish it has been easier.. where is my light at the end of the tunnel? lol

Actually, when I made the decision to do this, it was less than 2 weeks to my surgery date. My insurance is junk so I went with self-pay and I'm going to TJ Mexico. I read reviews about the docs and changed my mind once and still have a fast surgery date. My pre-op liquid diet is for one week and I fly in the same day I have surgery and I'm still anxious. In other words, no matter how quickly that day arrives, it's not soon enough. Like you, I've discussed this for years and at the age of 44, I'm finally doing it! Good luck to you!
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Make sure you get plenty of Protein in your liquid diet too! Helps with shrinking the fatty liver!
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Well, it's beginning of day 2 post op and I can say I'm fairly comfortable. The first 4 hours or so were a little rough right out of surgery, but the entire staff here is amazing. The hospitals I have used in the states could learn a thing or two. In fact, I have no doubt I would come to Mexico for any medical care because insurance is so awful for us. The hospital is clean, friendly people, cold ice chips for Breakfast are the bomb! Lol
Really, I am sore but it's not as bad as I expected. Will update when I can.
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I can't believe I'm sitting at my desk in Iowa right now and tomorrow about this time, I'll be getting ready for my surgery day in Mexico! Yeah! So excited! Good luck to those of you today and tomorrow as I know your anxiously waiting... the time is almost now!

I figured out a way to easily monitor my Protein intake without guessing if I am getting enough.
The cups shown above holds 2 oz of liquid so
I poured my Isopure of the day in each cup
A full bottle = 10 cups
So every hour or 30 min I drink a cup
I also am doing this with my Water.
I think this is an easy way for me to keep track so I thought I share.

No alarm necessary today. My anxious mind woke up at 3am with anticipation of this surgery day. No thoughts really, just visions of closing my eyes on the operating table and opening them in a foreign room, foreign country... what am I thinking? How irresponsible my mom would think I was, my friends would think it's superficial, my husband thinks of the cost...
And as I sit here in the airport, staring at gate H7, I reflect on those thoughts and have 2 hours of alone time before boarding my flight. What is this small town girl thinking? I'm flying to freaking Mexico for a surgery I scheduled and planned less than two weeks ago. That's how I roll... too much planning makes me feel lost in needless details characteristic of my right brained mind. Think. Think. What am I doing here?
My anxiety should have had me in the bathroom by now, but I feel calm. Peaceful. Thankful.
I hated the week of fasting-liquid diet. And now, I feel satisfaction in dominating my cravings while secretly wanting to throat punch noisy sandwich bag guy three chairs down from me. food has bound my soul for so many long years and my reflection feels like an escape. Being stuck on food island, deserted and alone... I used to daydream about life as I'd want it to be and now I have every hope that it can happen.
What am I thinking? I smile. I feel comfort. Peace. Love... for myself. I've never said that before. Then again, I've never made myself a priority--always put others first and care way too much what others think, feel and say. Today, it's all about me. And I think I'm going to love me!
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Well, it's beginning of day 2 post op and I can say I'm fairly comfortable. The first 4 hours or so were a little rough right out of surgery, but the entire staff here is amazing. The hospitals I have used in the states could learn a thing or two. In fact, I have no doubt I would come to Mexico for any medical care because insurance is so awful for us. The hospital is clean, friendly people, cold ice chips for Breakfast are the bomb! Lol
Really, I am sore but it's not as bad as I expected. Will update when I can.
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No alarm necessary today. My anxious mind woke up at 3am with anticipation of this surgery day. No thoughts really, just visions of closing my eyes on the operating table and opening them in a foreign room, foreign country... what am I thinking? How irresponsible my mom would think I was, my friends would think it's superficial, my husband thinks of the cost...
And as I sit here in the airport, staring at gate H7, I reflect on those thoughts and have 2 hours of alone time before boarding my flight. What is this small town girl thinking? I'm flying to freaking Mexico for a surgery I scheduled and planned less than two weeks ago. That's how I roll... too much planning makes me feel lost in needless details characteristic of my right brained mind. Think. Think. What am I doing here?
My anxiety should have had me in the bathroom by now, but I feel calm. Peaceful. Thankful.
I hated the week of fasting-liquid diet. And now, I feel satisfaction in dominating my cravings while secretly wanting to throat punch noisy sandwich bag guy three chairs down from me. food has bound my soul for so many long years and my reflection feels like an escape. Being stuck on food island, deserted and alone... I used to daydream about life as I'd want it to be and now I have every hope that it can happen.
What am I thinking? I smile. I feel comfort. Peace. Love... for myself. I've never said that before. Then again, I've never made myself a priority--always put others first and care way too much what others think, feel and say. Today, it's all about me. And I think I'm going to love me!
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It does get easier.. honestly, I'm not starving anymore. I made supper last night for my husband and had no desire to eat it. I think ONE more day and you will feel the same way..... I hope it gets easier for you too!

No alarm necessary today. My anxious mind woke up at 3am with anticipation of this surgery day. No thoughts really, just visions of closing my eyes on the operating table and opening them in a foreign room, foreign country... what am I thinking? How irresponsible my mom would think I was, my friends would think it's superficial, my husband thinks of the cost...
And as I sit here in the airport, staring at gate H7, I reflect on those thoughts and have 2 hours of alone time before boarding my flight. What is this small town girl thinking? I'm flying to freaking Mexico for a surgery I scheduled and planned less than two weeks ago. That's how I roll... too much planning makes me feel lost in needless details characteristic of my right brained mind. Think. Think. What am I doing here?
My anxiety should have had me in the bathroom by now, but I feel calm. Peaceful. Thankful.
I hated the week of fasting-liquid diet. And now, I feel satisfaction in dominating my cravings while secretly wanting to throat punch noisy sandwich bag guy three chairs down from me. food has bound my soul for so many long years and my reflection feels like an escape. Being stuck on food island, deserted and alone... I used to daydream about life as I'd want it to be and now I have every hope that it can happen.
What am I thinking? I smile. I feel comfort. Peace. Love... for myself. I've never said that before. Then again, I've never made myself a priority--always put others first and care way too much what others think, feel and say. Today, it's all about me. And I think I'm going to love me!
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Well, it's beginning of day 2 post op and I can say I'm fairly comfortable. The first 4 hours or so were a little rough right out of surgery, but the entire staff here is amazing. The hospitals I have used in the states could learn a thing or two. In fact, I have no doubt I would come to Mexico for any medical care because insurance is so awful for us. The hospital is clean, friendly people, cold ice chips for Breakfast are the bomb! Lol
Really, I am sore but it's not as bad as I expected. Will update when I can.
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I am at Oasis Hospital now. All checked in and in my gown. Down 12 pounds in a week and nothing to eat all day... doesn't even phase me. I will update when I can! Thank you for all the well wishes! See you all on the other side!
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I can't believe I'm sitting at my desk in Iowa right now and tomorrow about this time, I'll be getting ready for my surgery day in Mexico! Yeah! So excited! Good luck to those of you today and tomorrow as I know your anxiously waiting... the time is almost now!

I am at Oasis Hospital now. All checked in and in my gown. Down 12 pounds in a week and nothing to eat all day... doesn't even phase me. I will update when I can! Thank you for all the well wishes! See you all on the other side!
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No alarm necessary today. My anxious mind woke up at 3am with anticipation of this surgery day. No thoughts really, just visions of closing my eyes on the operating table and opening them in a foreign room, foreign country... what am I thinking? How irresponsible my mom would think I was, my friends would think it's superficial, my husband thinks of the cost...
And as I sit here in the airport, staring at gate H7, I reflect on those thoughts and have 2 hours of alone time before boarding my flight. What is this small town girl thinking? I'm flying to freaking Mexico for a surgery I scheduled and planned less than two weeks ago. That's how I roll... too much planning makes me feel lost in needless details characteristic of my right brained mind. Think. Think. What am I doing here?
My anxiety should have had me in the bathroom by now, but I feel calm. Peaceful. Thankful.
I hated the week of fasting-liquid diet. And now, I feel satisfaction in dominating my cravings while secretly wanting to throat punch noisy sandwich bag guy three chairs down from me. food has bound my soul for so many long years and my reflection feels like an escape. Being stuck on food island, deserted and alone... I used to daydream about life as I'd want it to be and now I have every hope that it can happen.
What am I thinking? I smile. I feel comfort. Peace. Love... for myself. I've never said that before. Then again, I've never made myself a priority--always put others first and care way too much what others think, feel and say. Today, it's all about me. And I think I'm going to love me!
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You are brave and strong! We're all rooting for you!!
Speaking of noisy sandwich guy (lmao), as I sat in the airport before flying to Mexico, I realized that my gate was between Krispy Kreme donuts and Rocky Mtn chocolate . Really, universe?? I actually laughed and took a picture. No way was I going to be wheeled into surgery for them to find a frickin' donut in my gut!! Plus, I worked too hard on the 3 wk pre-op! I still found it ironic, though!
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That was pretty amazing and funny! Thank you for sharing!! Safe travels and healing wishes!!
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Congratulations on getting your life back, and making yourself a priority! You have tons of courage and I can tell you are going to be very successful in your journey.
Safe travels and best wishes for fast healing!

wow this brought tears to my eyes.
GO YOU!!!

@redheadjo Brava! you might be alone on the plane, but you aren't alone really! We're all here with ya! I was like you--I decided in ONE DAY I was going to get this done. I didn't even tell my husband until after I went to the first consult. I'm a self pay, and thank goodness, I think I'd go bat-poo bonkers if I had to wait 6 more months to wait for insurance to bless this. I love Mexico, personally. I spent a week in Guadalajara to go to an immersive Spanish school. You have an excellent doctor from what I've read about him. Thanks for sharing your moment with us and best of luck!

Truley inspirational I think you have put yourself first for once and now look forward to starting the process of the new you. Hope it goes well. I will keep looking to see how you are doing Take Care x

Congrats on taking this important step in your life to become healthy!! Prayers for you and a speedy recovery sent you way.
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No alarm necessary today. My anxious mind woke up at 3am with anticipation of this surgery day. No thoughts really, just visions of closing my eyes on the operating table and opening them in a foreign room, foreign country... what am I thinking? How irresponsible my mom would think I was, my friends would think it's superficial, my husband thinks of the cost...
And as I sit here in the airport, staring at gate H7, I reflect on those thoughts and have 2 hours of alone time before boarding my flight. What is this small town girl thinking? I'm flying to freaking Mexico for a surgery I scheduled and planned less than two weeks ago. That's how I roll... too much planning makes me feel lost in needless details characteristic of my right brained mind. Think. Think. What am I doing here?
My anxiety should have had me in the bathroom by now, but I feel calm. Peaceful. Thankful.
I hated the week of fasting-liquid diet. And now, I feel satisfaction in dominating my cravings while secretly wanting to throat punch noisy sandwich bag guy three chairs down from me. food has bound my soul for so many long years and my reflection feels like an escape. Being stuck on food island, deserted and alone... I used to daydream about life as I'd want it to be and now I have every hope that it can happen.
What am I thinking? I smile. I feel comfort. Peace. Love... for myself. I've never said that before. Then again, I've never made myself a priority--always put others first and care way too much what others think, feel and say. Today, it's all about me. And I think I'm going to love me!
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No alarm necessary today. My anxious mind woke up at 3am with anticipation of this surgery day. No thoughts really, just visions of closing my eyes on the operating table and opening them in a foreign room, foreign country... what am I thinking? How irresponsible my mom would think I was, my friends would think it's superficial, my husband thinks of the cost...
And as I sit here in the airport, staring at gate H7, I reflect on those thoughts and have 2 hours of alone time before boarding my flight. What is this small town girl thinking? I'm flying to freaking Mexico for a surgery I scheduled and planned less than two weeks ago. That's how I roll... too much planning makes me feel lost in needless details characteristic of my right brained mind. Think. Think. What am I doing here?
My anxiety should have had me in the bathroom by now, but I feel calm. Peaceful. Thankful.
I hated the week of fasting-liquid diet. And now, I feel satisfaction in dominating my cravings while secretly wanting to throat punch noisy sandwich bag guy three chairs down from me. food has bound my soul for so many long years and my reflection feels like an escape. Being stuck on food island, deserted and alone... I used to daydream about life as I'd want it to be and now I have every hope that it can happen.
What am I thinking? I smile. I feel comfort. Peace. Love... for myself. I've never said that before. Then again, I've never made myself a priority--always put others first and care way too much what others think, feel and say. Today, it's all about me. And I think I'm going to love me!
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