Rainbow_Warrior

1. Cinema seats squeezing me extremely tightly at some cinemas. i.e. enduring pain to see a movie.
2. The last 75-80 times on a plane having to ask for a seat belt extension.
3. My nine year old grandson asking (innocently) why I wobbled when I walked with him. (2013-4)
4. Realising that in 24 years, I could do little to beat an OBVIOUS addiction to foods that was just too hard for me to deal with.
5. And finally, my son-in-law having the surgery 26 months ago and dropping from 208kg (462 pounds) to 100.5kg (224 pounds). If he can beat food addiction and failed dieting, so can I.

because I couldn't gain or lose weight this whole process my count will start from the first day of pre-op

I just keep a record of all the milestone weights
Highest weight: 191.2kg (421.5lbs) March, 2006
Start Weight: 174.6kg (384.9lbs) 17th July, 2017 (the day I met the surgeon)
Pre-Op Weight: 167.7 (369.7lbs) 4th September, 2017 (the day I started my pre-surgery diet; the day the surgeon announced that 12th October, 2017 as the day of my Gastric Sleeve operation.
Op Weight: ???? 12th October, 2017 ... my weight on the day of the op
Goal Weight: 74.6kg (164.5lbs) ... date unknown ... I just hope it's in early to mid 2019.

Brilliant result. Very impressed.

I failed to admit it in any other post so far but something like this took hold of me.
SIX MONTHS AGO, my 32 year old son died on his sister's 34th birthday. He was crushed by a four tonne steel beam falling on him at a construction site. He left behind a pregnant widow and a 15 month old boy ... now a widow with a son 21 months and 7 week old daughter.
I suddenly realised that I had no leading adult male left in the family but me. The eldest grandson is only 11.5 years.
Someone has to be there for those important things. I had to step back into another part of my life that I'd tacitly handed over to my daughter and son in 2013-2014.
My son-in-law is a good man but he has "his own side" of the family tree to be in first place with.
My daughter and I are still devastated by the shock and the size of the gap to fill.

Very likely the right decision, Rainbow Gypsy.
I am in Newcastle area too.
My surgery is Thur Oct 12th.
Good luck with your appt.

G'day from the east coast of Australia.
I joined yesterday and have spent much of the last 16-17 hours familiarising myself with the site and its forums.
Tomorrow my time, Monday 4th Sept at NOON, I meet with my surgeon to finalise my gastric sleeve surgery date. (It's Sunday 3rd Sept 2:30pm now, the afternoon of Fathers' Day here.
Waiting with bated breath for this exciting 'path to the better future' for me.

Regards,
Rainbow_Warrior

Good luck with your surgery. It's barely hours away now.
Your new life and future awaits.

My surgery is in 34 days (OCT 12).
Good luck and best wishes with yours!

My surgery is in 34 days (OCT 12).
Good luck and best wishes with yours!

If it's any consolation- I was lying in bed at like 5pm yesterday feeling overwhelmed with how hungry I was and having a pity party. I keep thinking "make it to the next shake/pudding cup/cup of broth" because otherwise I'll feel so dejected [emoji87] I am pissed off that food has this hold on me & I'm trying to use this time to focus on things that are positive like Bible study and tackling long neglected chores like cabinet organizing. Fun!

In all seriousness, I am so thankful you shared about your night because I feel like I have found someone who understands!!! My husband is TRYING but if he tells me One. More. Time. how he's not hungry AT ALL (he's doing the same preop diet with me in solidarity, his choice, which I know is sweet) I may snap. [emoji23]

I had to go to Walmart today to get cupcakes for my daughter's birthday (dropping them off at school in a bit). The smell of the fresh baked break like to have KILLED ME. carbs are my crack. But we got this! Here's to making it one more day!!


- No idea what I'm doing but I'm here!

You have my DEEPEST sympathies! My step son was killed 10 months ago in a car accident. I don't know if I'm supposed to say died or killed. I really don't. But he was taken from us so I've been saying killed. He was 26. I feel immense guilt about his death because I am able to forget about it for sometimes days - not him, but the sadness and the loss, I mean- whereas I KNOW it's never out of my husband's mind for more than a few moments. I'm proud of your reasoning for doing this and I wish you the BEST period. Your son will always be with you & I know he is proud of you, too.


- No idea what I'm doing but I'm here!

I couldn't wipe my bum without being a contortionist

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Massive panic attacks that I thought were heart attacks because I felt so unhealthy. By the 18th ER visit, a Dr. finally had the courage to ask if I was done doing this to myself, and hit the scale on the bed - 350 pounds. He scheduled a consultation with the weight loss surgeon at the hospital, and 6 months later I had the surgery.
On top of which my social anxiety was through the roof, I couldn't even leave the house to get groceries without feeling like I was going to die of a heart attack because I was so self-conscious.
Couldn't stand being a prisoner in my own body anymore. The freedom this surgery afforded me is amazing.

Not being able to play outside with my girls without getting tired, my body hurting at the end of a work shift, I am pretty sure my weight is a big reason for my hiatal hernia which is causing my horrible reflux which makes it difficult to live without Omeprazole every day (40mg 2 times a day), being too heavy to ride my bike with my girls-we took the bikes with us camping and the tires couldn't hold me, they kept going flat; camping in our pop-up and the combined weight of my husband and myself (about 500 lbs) on one end causes the frame to bow just enough that the door doesn't close correctly. I could probably go on but I won't, you all get the picture.

Wanting to be healthy for my future children...
The straw was when my Dr actually referred me, I've been thinking about it in the past year. On and off not really looking into it. Then when he mentioned i said ok. He's seen my weight inching up since 2014. I was already overweight then but in 3 years inching up more and more. IM so ready for this.


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For me it was combinations of many things that made me think I have to lose weight to be able to enjoy life again: diabetes diagnosis was bad, starting to take blood pressure meds was bad, not being comfortable in the movie theater seats was awkward, being unable to keep myself clean was awful, getting dressed took me about 30 min and I was sweating while doing so, getting any clothing over my foot was a huge effort and required me to be in a certain position to be able to manage it, my shower chair can only hold the weight up to 300 lb and I didn't want to use it worrying it will brake under my body one day, using CPAP was neither comfortable nor practical but I had to, and what worried me more was my son being scared of me when seeing me wear it, increasing foot, knee and back problems were starting to be a growing worry, but what got me over the line was one other fact regarding my son.
He is autistic and rides the small bus to school, which means I have to get up on it and buckle him in. One day last year they changed the actual bus and this one had very little room in the aisle between the rows of seats and I had to squeeze myself sideways through them all (my son favored to sit on the very back of that bus). I thought to myself I cant wait till I wont be able to make it between those seats.
Now as the new school year started and I am about 2 months after surgery I can fit between them just fine, I already put some of the older clothing away, diabetes was gone before I got back home from the hospital, I'm taking only half of the blood pressure med but I think at the next visit my doc might take me off of it completely due to pretty low pressure now (106/68), I can get dressed like everyone else, including clasping my bra without magic tricks, NO MORE CPAP ,saw Dunkirk in IMAX theater and enjoyed the movie immensely, not only cause it was a great movie but also cause I was really comfortable and sipping my drinkable greek yogurt while others chowed down their movie foods. I walk daily, about 30 min and I pay very close attention to how much and what I eat, and I see myself changing, and being happy, really enjoying life again. I still have knee and back pain, and I will deal with them when I lose more weight. Also thinking to sign up at local gym fro the winter months. The changes I see are not only in my body but also of my mindset, and the weight gone (about 60 lb now) really inspires me to do more, be better, smarter and healthier. I even started cooking at home LIFE IS GOOD

Welcome aboard ahs.
Just had an amazing victory. Git into a size 14 (aus/nz) pair of jeans!!! I an beyond excited. Yay for me!

So it's into soft diet today and what a relief!! Ate a high Protein weetbix with a bit of honey for Breakfast. Well 3/4 of it. Was at a conference today so took along a Protein Shake wrapped up in my handbag with an ice block in case the food was no good but! I ate half a mini muffin for morning tea, about 8 small forkfuls of risotto for lunch. And about 1/4 of grilled piece of fish for dinner. Yum yum yum. Still cannot believe I can survive and have plenty of energy on so little food. But it just goes to show, doesn't it! Have set an exercise routine yet, but already finding it easier to walk the stairs, take the longer route. Feeling fabulous!! No further weight loss but PMT ????

G'day from the east coast of Australia.
I joined yesterday and have spent much of the last 16-17 hours familiarising myself with the site and its forums.
Tomorrow my time, Monday 4th Sept at NOON, I meet with my surgeon to finalise my gastric sleeve surgery date. (It's Sunday 3rd Sept 2:30pm now, the afternoon of Fathers' Day here.
Waiting with bated breath for this exciting 'path to the better future' for me.

Regards,
Rainbow_Warrior

G'day from the east coast of Australia.
I joined yesterday and have spent much of the last 16-17 hours familiarising myself with the site and its forums.
Tomorrow my time, Monday 4th Sept at NOON, I meet with my surgeon to finalise my gastric sleeve surgery date. (It's Sunday 3rd Sept 2:30pm now, the afternoon of Fathers' Day here.
Waiting with bated breath for this exciting 'path to the better future' for me.

Regards,
Rainbow_Warrior

Hi Buklova -
I feel ya. We have the same doc. I'm being sleeved next week.
They are very rigid with their diet. It is very frustrating when you see that other docs aren't so rigid. There are all kinds of liver shrinking diets that incorporate real food, or at least a choice of Protein Drinks.
Makes me wonder if they are getting kickbacks from Optifast! (Nestle)
Good luck choking it down!

I don't think that's a good idea, honestly. Everyone loses weight at a different pace; if you're trying to keep up with the Joneses, you're going to have a lot of anxiety and stress.

It's a much better idea to just follow your rules, and weigh in at MOST once a week, no more. Don't try to meet specific numbers, because if you do, you're just going to freak out if you're not exactly on target.

You can't control everything, and trying to do so is a recipe for disaster.