Frustr8

At least you're still in the passenger seat, some days I feel I've been tossed in the trunk on top of the spare tire & with the tire Jack poking me in the ribs!

And besides Always Heard, you have to have too much of something to truly ascertain you have had sufficent!?Lol?

I ate some much strained cream of mushroom soup I was certain my skin would turn THAT SHADE.

Nope not until you are on a lot more solid food. Then it might be concerning.

And they are right, not worth it at all!

In my immediate pre-surgery I had a glucose tollerance test with its blood draws, my PCP requested a CBC, next day OSU requested one along with 24 hour urine. OSU says " You are a trifle anemic" well who wouldn't be with 72+ hours of blood draws? But all was well enough for my surgery in September, maybe if I was drained down enough, I laid quieter???

Well I am not going to risk it, almost every time I burp, I vomit, not worth the sorrow.

And neither is native wisdom nor One Size Fits All.

That's why 3 things at a family gathering should be not discussed, politics, weight loss and finances. Only heartaches in store if you try.

I liked the Orange Creamsicle powdered shake, Strawberry is good also, but the Orange is the bomb. Also the Orange clear l8quid, the Apple is vile, has an b undesirable after taste to it. Do Not the New York Cheesecake, no way to disguise NASTY!

Mousecat and I are charter members of No Way Puree. And when I heard from my clinic today. whoever canceled my Friday ESJ is going to be drawn and quartered, talked to Melissa and now it must be rescheduled. because my surgeon is formulating my future care plan on what scope shows. He wants it done and results back before January15th appointment tout suite!

You and Paddyski, I do believe you both need a piece of rope belt to keep you from total embarrassment. But Congratulations on enough of a loss to make that much of a size difference!??

I think there is a doctor in Michigan, I have seen it on the non-phone app home screen. Last name escapes me though, first name I'm pretty sure is Mark. Can anybody help me? Maybe Pleatman or something similar.

Not the ones I have met over the years. Some even took fiendish glee remarking on my size. I didn't know I was permitted to protest either. My OB- Gyn's junior partner informed I was so obese I shouldn't have been able to conceive. At this time I was 8.5 months pregnant. Although my real OB was senior partner, the last 2 appointments in their practice you had to be seen by the other partners, just in case when you went into labor one of the others was on call. I just had enough presence of mind to say" Gee I so wish you had told my husband and I that fact and I wouldn't be upon this exam table!" Sure enough Dr Smart- mouth was on call when labor started, I left my apartment and walked and walked and walked around my complex until he was off. Ding Dang sure he would not be touching my lady parts again!

Has anyone used an App called Jawbone? It was on one of my bariatric handouts.

Paddyski, let me put on my Judge Judy hat and assess this case. I find it to be one-half NSV, one-half OMG. Please tell me you weren't going Commando that day, that might cause a stampede!?

Me too Mousecat Me too! I am just about resigned to it being a forever thing. Maybe Precious Pouch is rigid instead expanding, contracting and having any residual peristalsis, just a Tupperware or Rubbermaid container in my upper abdomen. Guess it would have to be Rubbermaid of the 2, that's made in Ohio.

And I just bet you will, at this time next year you could be rocking a weight goal acheived.

Hmmm I do hope he is a very handsome man. One of my friends has a daughter who looks just like her husband, so much she could be used for identification at their local bank.

T Y Green Tealael, you just may be right.

T Y Bebeak!

Where does the fluid go? Pretty much straight through, be you sleeve or Bypass, except for me with Precious Pouch and her pinhole drain out. And if you are up for 8 hours, drinking a 8 oz☕ glass. per hour or 2 oz every 15 minutes, by the time you get completed--' you will have been putting out pale lemonade colored urine. And woe be you if you finish up late in the evening, because you will be up all night, running back and forth. And that is just how,it happens!??

Some people turn vegetarian for just that, the smell of meat repulses them, and that is quite a change. Mind you, we have had many on Bariatric Pal, many are lacto- ovo or pescetarian. But things may change still, that's a whole new world we are now living in now.

I no longer look like me, I no longervrecognize myself, I look like my Mama and my Aunt Grace, both long dead. When do I get to the stage where I look like a younger cuter sister? I'm waiting, I'm waiting!

September 5th, 2018 at 7 Am EDT. I believe I started having stricture symptoms at 2 weeks, I was either ignored or poo-pooed, Oh you're just swollen, give yourself a chance to heal, you have had major surgery, You can trust us, we have your best interests at ❤, we know more about recoveries than YOU do et cetera et cetera. Finally at a full month out, largely to shut me up, they scheduled a upper endoscopy with Dr Noria, my surgeon's partner who LOVES doing endoscopies, yep she Really Does! And who was right? ME ME ME! Those nurses might have had the fancee shamancee degrees but I have lived in this body a Long Time, I Knew something was not adding up right. She started me on ulcer medicine, told me to stay on this full liquid diet until SHE told me I could move on , normally she and her partner Dr Needleman progress bypass patients to Stage 3, puree and some finely chopped if they can handle it at 2 weeks out. a Well since my pouch , I call her Precious Pouch for many reasons , had stenosed, that with the ulcers made me an atypical patient. Stenosis means the normal opening that had been made between my pouch and small intestine had swelled and narrowed until only liquids could pass through. And that at a slow rate of speed, I had and still have 2 ulcerations within the pouch and multiple ulcerstions on the back wall of the jejunem, the portion of the small intestine the pouch drains into. Was scoped October 12th,26th, November 9th, 28th. At that point I was hospitalized. because nothing in there was showing any signs of healing. The end of October she asked if I smoked, nope never, neither does my son, so I cannot be in the presence of an active smoker or one with smoke on their clothes. I have on a jelly wristband that states Secondhand Smoke Kills" because in my case it could! On the morning of the 29th, after a discussion. that I was protein deficient from my limited diet, could not ingest the 90-120 grams. of protein needed for tissue repair, could still measure my food intake in Tablespoons instead of Ounces, I would need to go on Total Parenteral Nutrition or commonly TPN and a PICC LINE would be installed in my upper left arm that afternoon so I could receive sufficent protein and also for Life Sustainment. I was pretty malnourished at that point although I had been trying my level best. And much as I hate to admit it I did start to feel more like the Former Frustr8 within a day or 2. Still stayed for a week before my dismissal, had to regulate me , I was been fed 12,on , 12 off in the hospital, those were electric pumps, at home my pump is battery- powered so 14 on, 10 off, didn't like it much at first, I can be a prideful red-headed person, like to think I can do everything for myself, hard to accept help. I now know before the 1960s, I would possibly had a nasogastric tube or slowly starved to death, unless my ulcers perforated or my 73 year old tomorrow ❤ stopped beating. Your own mortality is a fearsome thing to contemplate. So whatever must be, must be. And not much use to cry, it turns your ? red, your nose runs and not many people give a Good Gol--durn in the first place. Maybe when I get to Heaven God will let me sit on His Lap, I ache to cuddle someone and be told Everything Will Be Okay???