Frustr8

And now it is Mid- December, stiil nauseous at times, PICC line in upper left arm, TPN running, won't be finished until sometime Sunday morning. And isn't life just exceedingly lovely at this time!!! Happy December to Everybody!!???

Ah but you are not truly wet, it's just a soft green day. Remember that as you gradually mold and mildew!?LOL

Life of ? just another TPN wishing you well, we are both going to win this battle. May take a while but I will be here in Ohio USA cheering for you! Please keep me updated, okay?

Oh it will, I am stubborn, I am going to win, just convince my Body of that!

That's because with a stomach the size of a turkey egg, what it doesn't accept you wear. Three months plus and PreciousPouch enforces that rule often!

So glad you had a smart surgeon who knew what was what and operated. Now you'll be moving on to more victories, and i, along with many others will want to hear of them all. Good Future Up Ahead!!!

And an update from me. Went for my endoscopy( lifetime #7) on November 28th, did not have happy news, ulcers had worsened , got sent upstairs to an in-patient bed, and spent a Week as the guest of Ohio State University-Wexner Medical Center, trala tra la! Late Thursday November 29th. at about5:15 pm EST, I became the quasi-proud possessor of a PICC line in my upper left arm, for those so inclined to know, it is in my basilic vein, snakes through even increasing vein diameters into the Superior Vena Cava,, when the catheter end is only skoosh away from my Atrium of my ❤. Yeah rather Scary Larry when you consider it! You see,on my limited liquidy diet, because Precious Pouch accepts none other, and "She must be obeyed", peeved and irritated as she is, my ulcers were refusing to heal. To insure that I would need between 90-120 grams orally, wasn't going to happen so I was being fed by TPN, started out 24 hours,then cycled back until 12 on, 12 off at dismissal December 5th. Now that I am homeand using a battery-pack pump it is 14 on, 10 off. And I gradually am,coming to accept it as a way of life. Oh it can be a nuisance having a tail to constantly consider, you pee a lot because it is a 3 liter bag, sure can't. have uninterrupted slumber unless you enjoy lying in a puddle. Most of the time I wear it in a black backpack, take it off And lay it on bedside table while I TRY to sleep. Weighs between 8-10 pounds, try to not lose your balance swinging it back on,lostmine and ended up sitting,on the cold tiled bathroom floor. That took some fancy maneuvering to keep from using my left arm to get up. Tomkitten says if he had only recorded it on his cell phone, YouTube would have put it on! Might have started a Blog",My Mom, the PICC line and Me". Guess his fame and fortune will be coming later. Soonest it might come out? After Christmas when I have another Endoscopy on December 28. Was hopeful until last night and today when I am having some puking. Gosh I hoped THAT was over! But I'll keep keeping on and we shall see!

At the very least You will get dehydrated, a definate ER type emergency , visit your nearest one tout suite, present yourself, let THEM straighten the rest out. When I have got down , it takes 1and maybe 2 before I am better.

Glad ??you reminded me, I might have gone marching to the pharmacy and what BAD RESULTS. I might have had! TY my friend.

No but I want to wish you the Best of Luck on your Holiday happiness, may it bring you only Great Results. I am very excited for you, this is a Beautiful time to be having this surgery , in future years you remember that Christmas 2018 --your Own Santa Claus wore a ?Mask. Update us please when you are finished and back home safely!???

Yep scopalamine is notorious for just that When it's time to take it off post-surgery, wear Gloves!

Boy I wish my late Hubby had cared about my feelings that much, he didn't. And please don't think me terrible but I so wish he had sought WLS. He was phyisically bigger than me, and I was not a tiny little speculum myself. He constantly pointed out how ugly, unappealing I was, but I now think innately he repulsed himself, so he took out the loathing on me. I am glad I now had mine, even if it had been almost too late in my life for it. I have to believe the young man I married in 1967, would have been secretly proud, where the man he was emotionally prior to his death would not. People ask if I miss him, I do but not as he was at the end. He was a nasty shrewish individual who accused me of attempting to poison him, found in his papers post-death he had been in the process of dying from hereditary kidney disease for several years, knew it but never told me. Curse you Hipaa, I wish his Doctor had brought me" into the loop", would my love have saved him? Perhaps not, but I could have fed him a diet more kidney friendly, made sure he made nephrology/urology appointments, and I even had a "friend? "tell me If you'd been a better wife he would have told you, it was the only way he found to get away from YOU! Obviously not MY FRIEND, cut him out of my life,but his words were like Acid in My Soul. Please do give her those herbs, it's a beautiful gesture, they will last longer than cut flowers, and give her the kisses I didn't get and miss now

Ladylike, beautiful but still carries the message. Pricey but I do LIKE IT. Going to talk to Dr Needleman Tuesday about expected duration of PICC in my arm, if it is longer than years end, I'm ordering that on there also. See it might be interesting that they can use the 2nd lumen for IVs, no more having to look for an accessible vein to start in.. But at very least,i should qualify on basis of RnY by itself, yeah?

OMG your before picture Looks like me at my fat( and I thought happiest) you are giving me some renewed hope, I could look like an Older Aunt version of you by my Surgianniversary date of next September 5th? Brace yourself ?Frustra8's gonna reduce herself to glory, 110 pounds down from High Weight,maybe 80-85 to go, Carlab did it, don't say i can't, I'm red-headed too, never did gray, if I don't go bald first I can be marching and kicking with the best of them. Carlab, Auntie Frustr8 is coming down the road!??

crying tears we all will be living more years. Some days I wish I was using a nice laptop instead this rotten misspelling Smartphone!

Oh Kids you are all going to do so good, I feel it in my bones. And my bones do feel a lot, been diagnosed arthritic since 25. Sorry I was such a Gloomy Gussie, guess I wanted to tell you the worst, that way when it turns out better you can say "Oh that old Frustr8, she was just blowing smoke! " because chances are, even though everyone's trip differs the vast majority get through with victories and few years. Am I dream of making the gains KimTriesRNY has made, struggling to emulate at least parts of it. And since I live in this body, I don't always see the losses others can. Maybe I take myself for granted or I think I'm just dreaming the reductions, like I don't deserve this much joy. But I too will have my final victories, so I will stay the course no matter what! And if I can inspire while I perspire, Goody Bloody for us all!

Beta98, a happy thought/fact for you. For every week you are on liver shrink, your liver diminishes 2.4%, my surgeon said my liver looked smooth and unblemished like a newborn calf, once I came to terms he wasn't selling me for veal, I was pretty danged proud of ME. The less jolting, prying and maneuvering in there, the less post- surgery tummyache. Worth it child, So Worth It!

Shame you can't wear a dress uniform, there is nothing more handsome than a Marine in full dress unless it would be a spotted Calf, believe I would still prefer a Marine, you are housebroken, whereas the Spotted calf- A loud noise at one end, no sense of responsibility at the other! So happy the days are growing shorter toward your Surgical Day of Days. I expect only good results from you and your surgery!

You're just a Snow Belt Snowflake, aren't you? Nothing wrong with that, very pretty area of Ohio. A story for you, found it necessary to consult a Cleveland lawyer, one of those on the 28th floor on Superior. Took my daughter along, an adult although she seldom acts it. Kept looking north behind the receptionists head " Is that Lake Erie? Is that REALLY Lake Erie?" Thought the receptionist was going to fall off her chair laughing, finally turned to my doofus first- born, all I could. say was " Girl we Have Got to get you away from home more often!" She was nearly 40 years old and still embarrasing Me! I'm sure she had been to Cedar Point, didn't She Think there was water in Lake Erie past Sandusky?

You know with all I myself have and are still going through it stands to reason I am going to have a glorious Spring. And the first ? I see when the grass greens up again without a grimace on its face when it sets ? eyes on me, I swear, I'm going to climb up and get my picture taken. Oh well, if all else fails, there are Merry Go Rounds, not real horseflesh but better than nothing. And I won't have to look for a retired plowhorse, or a Morgan, is it wrong to dream of a paint or Appaloosa? A bay, a roan? Yeah a roan , that way we would Match! Sorry Mamas And Papas but I'm "Equine Dreaming on such a Winter's Day!"

I want,one, it will be a Birthday Gift,to me from someone who's always there, ME!

I never could consider it a "stall" maybe I think in a less complicated manner, maybe a little naive, but I prefer "pause" . Your body is recouping itself before it starts a renewed amount of loss. It is going to come, stop and be proud,of all you have accomplished thus far. Be proud of your body for what it can do, not constantly berate it for its imagined sins. Not only you emotionally,but your body physically just underwent major surgery. Give yourself a hug and be grateful for what has improved for,you.????☀

Some days when you jump to conclusions you are going to have a fast fall down & hit the ground HARD.

And bad sad news to relate but I am going to warn you. After surgery and you start to lose weight you're going to stay pretty emotional. A nasty fact is a lot of hormones and chemicals are fat- soluable. As your fat melts off ( ketosis is correct term) you will have them releasing in a flood.. Gonna see if I remember what a wise old Bari- friend told me Puberty- but you usually don't get zits Pregnancy- but you don't get a cute baby to cuddle Menopause- but you know THAT eventually ends, this mppft You only wish it was over. Me , 14 weeks post RnY, down over 110 pounds below my highest weight, but 80+ yet to go, less frequent but as another noxious chemical melts free I turn into Stormin' Norma, one good nerve left and fraying fast. Doesn't help that I haven't had as smooth recovery as most of my surgery date mates, they are on normal yet small portions and I am slogging on with ulcers, a stomal stenosis and a liquid diet. And I have a PICC line in my,upper left arm, am fed TPN solution 14 hours a day to up my protein levels so insure ulcer healing. But still endevoring to be Ms Happy Camper in the midst, and some days it's Danged Hard. But I am a stubborn Red-headed broad who won't give up this or any other fight! Maybe I'm a Rocky Balboa Rockette!

And they will ,love, you are too obsessed with each tree, how it is growing, to lean back and notice how lovely the whole Forrest is! Old granny-saying is: A watched pot never boils! I might add --don't sweat the small stuff. I know you have said you honor and respect my courage against all odds. Well I just had to do something I never thought I would have to face. I just got off the phone with Ameican Electric Power, I had to bring up my c-/pap and TPN and its attendant bag refridgeratio needs as a valid basis for a medical extension on my electric bill. Don't really like " putting out everything on Front Street" as Miss Cleo the Psychic said in her TV ads. Sure you and my followers on Bariatric Pal know of my trials, snares and pitfalls, but I hated to do it. I kept telling myself that's for sick people on Life Support, well Duhhh, I guess I am at least on Life Sustainment. But it was pride- swallowing time and truthfully between the moving expenses in November, the Hospitalization in December, I just didn't even have the minimum payment to avoid cut-off. Tomkitten and I were planning a trip this week to our local meat market, could use my Ohio Direction card(plastic type of food stamps) there but it would be $1 round trip transportation. Sad to count pennies like that, but at best a Hard Candy Christmas, like Dolly Parton sang about. Usually I bake a Birthday Cake for Jesus, now that ? is off my diet, maybe make it Chocolate , store it in the Fridge and Tomkitten will get joy of it! If you knew how little cash I have, you'd cry too. Not doing my ulcers any great good worryi,g and stewing, tried selling items on our local radio program called TRADIO, supposed to be buy, sell, barter or give away, this week everyone is interested in the last. I was offering a item with a retail value of $159 for $30 or best offer. Not a call this week, and Tomkitten found me in the kitchen ? crying. Only thing close to a gift for him, a ? hair cut. Big whooping Deal there! And he's such good guy, I'm so blessed to have him and such an ungrateful way to show him. And as I lose weight I am starting to resemble relatives I never thought I did, right now today I look like Mama's older sister Aunt Grace, don't get me wrong, I did love her lots but she did have a thin face and a long willowy neck. I think mine looks more like an old turtle's emerging from a battered shell. Maybe after my body comes to terms things will look better body-wise. I think sunlight and a light dusting,of freckles would help, but at my age they might merely resemble rust spots! And January 2019 so far looks sunnier☀ Today I don't even care if they d/c my PICC line, I fear it is only a band-aid over my many other problems. Said Frust8 at least you're standing up, breathing and if you put your dentures in you won't frighten to children and horses in the street. You're gonna make it after ALL! Then I ruined everything by sticking my tongue out at my reflection! And mine is not pretty like Gene Simmons?, got a big scar on it from when was 10 and tried to bite it in half during my grandma's funeral. Story available upon demand.