I know I've been MIA lately and for that I apologize. My life has been hectic lately. I burned out on nursing and took a job in the auto industry. It's 55 hours a week, highly stressful but an exciting new adventure. (It's also double the income!) My daughter became engaged this spring and my son graduated from college. Honestly, for the past 3 months or so, I haven't known whether I was coming or going!!

I had my gall bladder removed in February. I didn't realize how much a bad gall bladder was helping in my weight loss/maintenance journey. Before the surgery, every time I ate I felt nauseous so I wasn't really eating much. I don't know if it was the surgery, the craziness going on in my life or a combination but I started gaining weight. 15 pounds in about 3 months! I had .5cc removed in December and then another .5 in Feb before my surgery. In March when I went to get refilled my doctor said he wanted to take it slowly and just add a little each month. I was fine with that. He added .3 in March and .2 in April. I went in Monday for another fill. I was 188 lbs. (I was 172 when I had gall bladder out). As I lay on the table and he had the needle in my port I asked him how much he was putting in. He said one. I thought .1cc isn't going to do any good so I just looked at him and held up two fingers. He said, "really, you want 2?" I said, "yea, put in 2!" I've had this thing almost 4 years and have a medical background. I know what I need and he knows that. Never in my wildest dreams did I think we were talking about full cc's. I wanted him to put in .2. He put in 2cc's! As I walked to my car, I thought I felt really tight but passed it off. I had eaten shortly before my appointment and thought there was probably some lunch still in my band. It'll pass through and I'll be fine! NOT!!! I've never had more than 6.2cc's in my band and was horribly tight then. I walked into his office with 5.4 and out with a whopping 7.4 I just didn't know it. I went back to work. By the time I got home I couldn't even swallow my saliva much less anything else. I woke up and slimed about every hour throughout the night. I called his office as soon as they opened the next morning and they said, "Get here as soon as you can." I went straight there. His office is in the hospital and he was in surgery. I told the nurse that I couldn't believe that this happened to my with a .2 fill. She wanted to send me straight to the lab for an upper GI. I told her it wouldn't do any good until I got some Fluid removed because there was no way I would be able to swallow the barium. She decided to do the unfill herself. She grabbed my chart and we headed to the exam room. I don't know why, but I said, "let me see that" and took my chart from her hands. When I opened it, that 7.4 jumped off that page at me! I said, "Oh my G_d, he put in 2cc's!!!! We were both shocked! I had her take out 1.6. Now I'm at 5.8 and enjoying good restriction! I was beginning to think that I had lost my "lapband brain" and was on the road to regaining the weight. It's only been a day and a half but I can already see that it's coming back. I taking this as a new beginning. I have no doubt that I'll be back to 170 very soon. Hopefully by my 4 year bandiversary that is coming up in about 3 weeks!

I guess the moral of this (long-winded) story is make sure you and your doctor are on the same page. Here's hoping that everybody's journey is going well!

Nice job McFly!

Glad to see you are still so close to ur goal weight. Encouraging, you will get back there soon. Good luck.