Hi, everyone! I guess it is my turn to report on my sleeve surgery. I was sleeved in Middletown, NY on June 6th. I woke up with a excuriating back ache, but absolute NO surgical pain. Can you believe it? I still can't get over it. I don't know whether it's because I just had my knee replaced in March and the pain of that is 1,000 times that of getting sleeved. It was for me anyway.

I woke up the next morning to a phone call from my SO telling me to have my daughter pick me up from the hospital because after 6 years I was no longer welcome in "his" house. He said that I was selfish having elective surgery while he is soooooo clinically depressed. He just couldn't handle me being that selfish and didn't want to see me again.

Try breathing after getting a phone call like that.

I am upstate NY living with my best friend for the last 27 years. She had a bypass last Feb and is taking good care of me. I have WAY too much emotional pain. That is probably why I don't have any surgical pain.

My mother always used to tell me, "Valentina, you come from stern stock. Don't ever forget that. It will get you through the tough times in your life". Well, Mom I'm trying REAL hard to remember...

Thank you ALL for the support and caring that I have gotten from this site. You are truly my support family now.

Valentina

Hi Valentia,

Welcome to the other side!!

They say that this surgery is merely painless! Your stomach doesn't have nerve sensors like your fingers do and that is why it doesn't really hurt so badly!

I didn't have any pain either. I was afraid that I would and kept pushing that pain button in the hospital, but after leaving never took pain meds again!

I am sorry that you are having to deal with family drama at this time! But, am glad that you have such a great friend to help you at this time!

Hope you have a speedy safe recovery!

Hugs,

Kelly

Thank you, Kelly. I won't say that I am a happy woman right now, but today I only cried twice. That's improvement. My goal is to take a realistic look at just how happy I was and how happy I want to be in my new future. I AM MADE OF STERN STUFF.

I'll get happy again. I promised myself and I never break promises.

Valentina

Hi Valentia,

Welcome to the other side!!

They say that this surgery is merely painless! Your stomach doesn't have nerve sensors like your fingers do and that is why it doesn't really hurt so badly!

I didn't have any pain either. I was afraid that I would and kept pushing that pain button in the hospital, but after leaving never took pain meds again!

I am sorry that you are having to deal with family drama at this time! But, am glad that you have such a great friend to help you at this time!

Hope you have a speedy safe recovery!

Hugs,

Kelly

Hi, everyone! I guess it is my turn to report on my sleeve surgery. I was sleeved in Middletown, NY on June 6th. I woke up with a excuriating back ache, but absolute NO surgical pain. Can you believe it? I still can't get over it. I don't know whether it's because I just had my knee replaced in March and the pain of that is 1,000 times that of getting sleeved. It was for me anyway.

I woke up the next morning to a phone call from my SO telling me to have my daughter pick me up from the hospital because after 6 years I was no longer welcome in "his" house. He said that I was selfish having elective surgery while he is soooooo clinically depressed. He just couldn't handle me being that selfish and didn't want to see me again.

Try breathing after getting a phone call like that.

I am upstate NY living with my best friend for the last 27 years. She had a bypass last Feb and is taking good care of me. I have WAY too much emotional pain. That is probably why I don't have any surgical pain.

My mother always used to tell me, "Valentina, you come from stern stock. Don't ever forget that. It will get you through the tough times in your life". Well, Mom I'm trying REAL hard to remember...

Thank you ALL for the support and caring that I have gotten from this site. You are truly my support family now.

Valentina

Valentina you are selfish and I'm sure this is probably the first time in your life you have ever been selfish. If selfish is trying to get yourself together, trying to get healthy, and trying to live a normal and productive life, well I think we are all selfish and have a right to be. I am so sorry to hear about your family issues but I am so glad you have a friend who is there to help you. Be thankful you are not experiencing any other pain. I like you pushed the button at the hospital and was terrified, but I've had no pain since I left the hospital. Dont let that one issue make you feel like you should not have had this surgery. Listen to your friend. I'm sure she is giving you great advice right now.

Thank you, and you are right my friend is truly my best friend and has been for many, many years. She is having trouble getting her Protein in during her working hours, so starting Monday I will start packing her lunches. I hope to come up with (with the help of this site and "EggFace" some creative protein packed lunches. It will give me a purpose .I am feeling short of feeling useful right now.

I did try my first greek yogurt today. My new sleeve winced a bit, but was it ever good!!!

Please, everyone, keep in touch.

Valentina

Valentina you are selfish and I'm sure this is probably the first time in your life you have ever been selfish. If selfish is trying to get yourself together, trying to get healthy, and trying to live a normal and productive life, well I think we are all selfish and have a right to be. I am so sorry to hear about your family issues but I am so glad you have a friend who is there to help you. Be thankful you are not experiencing any other pain. I like you pushed the button at the hospital and was terrified, but I've had no pain since I left the hospital. Dont let that one issue make you feel like you should not have had this surgery. Listen to your friend. I'm sure she is giving you great advice right now.

Hello, my name is Valentina. I had my gastric sleeve surgery June 6, 2011. I was so excited to finally have it done and to begin my weight loss journey. June 7, 2011 my world collapsed , leaving me in a dark abyss.

I guess I need to back up a wee bit. My life's partner and the love of my life was unfortunately diagnosed as clinically depressed. He had attempted suicide in 2008. I found him and called 911. He spent many days in the hospital, but came home much improved. Our life together was one of fairy tales for the next two and a half years. Just after I started my four month pre-surgery weight loss regime, John's depression worsened. He was not supportive of my surgery plans. I tried to explain to him how I had to get weight off of my joints as I have severe DJD, RA, and OA. In March of 2011 I had my left knee replaced. I thought then he would have seen the importance of my needing to have bariatric surgery. He did not. He refused to support me, accompany me to any of my testing appointment or even speak with me about my upcoming surgery. His psych physicians, PCP, and three therapists all advised me to go ahead with my surgery. They assured me that John would eventually see how much better our life together would be.

I made arrangements with each of John's doctors to call John throughout the day of my surgery to make sure he was holding his own and not panicking. I made arrangements with my surgeon to allow me to come home the very next morning after my surgery so as not to leave John alone any longer than needed. So, the morning of June 6th, I drove myself to the hospital.

The next morning after my surgery, I called John. There was no answer. I called and called and called. Finally, I got my surgeon to do my post-op testing early and went home. I found John dead in our bed. He had taken all of his vicodins that I had left in the care of his 22yr old daughter. (later she told me that she wanted to go out and her father assured her that he wasn't a child and could manage his own medication).

From the moment I walked into the bedroom, my gastric sleeve was forgotten. I didn't acknowledge it, nor speak of it. To me, I never had the surgery. John was so opposed to it, that I blamed myself for his death. Maybe if I hadn't left him and had the surgery he would still be alive.

I've spent the last almost 5 years hating food, sick when eating it, eating everything wrong, and in intensive therapy.

Last December I had to have spinal fusion of L2,L3.L4,&L5. That's when I began to remember why I needed/wanted the weight loss surgery to begin with. I need to get weight off of my joints/bones.

Finally, I am beginning to not blame myself. I am beginning to see a wee bit of sunshine in my daily life. I want--no, I need to pick up where I left off and restart my gastric sleeve journey. I spoke with the surgeon who took over after my bariatric surgeon left the practice. The replacement surgeon knew nothing of my history . All he could say was that I was "noncompliant" with my aftercare. I left his office in tears. He did order blood work (which he assured me would be WAY off. He said that I had to prove my commitment to "him" and he would see me in 6 months. After I regained my anger and composure I did make an appointment to see a nutritionist. I also asked my orthopedist (who is in the same building) for a RX for Aquatherapy. That is about the only way I can exercise since my spinal surgery. I am still unsteady to walk on the icey back roads of rural NY state.

My questions are: Is there any hope for me? Can I restart and get back on track? Does ANYONE have any words of wisdom/advise for me?? HELP!, please

Valentina

Hi, everyone! I guess it is my turn to report on my sleeve surgery. I was sleeved in Middletown, NY on June 6th. I woke up with a excuriating back ache, but absolute NO surgical pain. Can you believe it? I still can't get over it. I don't know whether it's because I just had my knee replaced in March and the pain of that is 1,000 times that of getting sleeved. It was for me anyway.

I woke up the next morning to a phone call from my SO telling me to have my daughter pick me up from the hospital because after 6 years I was no longer welcome in "his" house. He said that I was selfish having elective surgery while he is soooooo clinically depressed. He just couldn't handle me being that selfish and didn't want to see me again.

Try breathing after getting a phone call like that.

I am upstate NY living with my best friend for the last 27 years. She had a bypass last Feb and is taking good care of me. I have WAY too much emotional pain. That is probably why I don't have any surgical pain.

My mother always used to tell me, "Valentina, you come from stern stock. Don't ever forget that. It will get you through the tough times in your life". Well, Mom I'm trying REAL hard to remember...

Thank you ALL for the support and caring that I have gotten from this site. You are truly my support family now.

Valentina

I'm seriously confused.

Hello, my name is Valentina. I had my gastric sleeve surgery June 6, 2011. I was so excited to finally have it done and to begin my weight loss journey. June 7, 2011 my world collapsed , leaving me in a dark abyss.

I guess I need to back up a wee bit. My life's partner and the love of my life was unfortunately diagnosed as clinically depressed. He had attempted suicide in 2008. I found him and called 911. He spent many days in the hospital, but came home much improved. Our life together was one of fairy tales for the next two and a half years. Just after I started my four month pre-surgery weight loss regime, John's depression worsened. He was not supportive of my surgery plans. I tried to explain to him how I had to get weight off of my joints as I have severe DJD, RA, and OA. In March of 2011 I had my left knee replaced. I thought then he would have seen the importance of my needing to have bariatric surgery. He did not. He refused to support me, accompany me to any of my testing appointment or even speak with me about my upcoming surgery. His psych physicians, PCP, and three therapists all advised me to go ahead with my surgery. They assured me that John would eventually see how much better our life together would be.

I made arrangements with each of John's doctors to call John throughout the day of my surgery to make sure he was holding his own and not panicking. I made arrangements with my surgeon to allow me to come home the very next morning after my surgery so as not to leave John alone any longer than needed. So, the morning of June 6th, I drove myself to the hospital.

The next morning after my surgery, I called John. There was no answer. I called and called and called. Finally, I got my surgeon to do my post-op testing early and went home. I found John dead in our bed. He had taken all of his vicodins that I had left in the care of his 22yr old daughter. (later she told me that she wanted to go out and her father assured her that he wasn't a child and could manage his own medication).

From the moment I walked into the bedroom, my gastric sleeve was forgotten. I didn't acknowledge it, nor speak of it. To me, I never had the surgery. John was so opposed to it, that I blamed myself for his death. Maybe if I hadn't left him and had the surgery he would still be alive.

I've spent the last almost 5 years hating food, sick when eating it, eating everything wrong, and in intensive therapy.

Last December I had to have spinal fusion of L2,L3.L4,&L5. That's when I began to remember why I needed/wanted the weight loss surgery to begin with. I need to get weight off of my joints/bones.

Finally, I am beginning to not blame myself. I am beginning to see a wee bit of sunshine in my daily life. I want--no, I need to pick up where I left off and restart my gastric sleeve journey. I spoke with the surgeon who took over after my bariatric surgeon left the practice. The replacement surgeon knew nothing of my history . All he could say was that I was "noncompliant" with my aftercare. I left his office in tears. He did order blood work (which he assured me would be WAY off. He said that I had to prove my commitment to "him" and he would see me in 6 months. After I regained my anger and composure I did make an appointment to see a nutritionist. I also asked my orthopedist (who is in the same building) for a RX for Aquatherapy. That is about the only way I can exercise since my spinal surgery. I am still unsteady to walk on the icey back roads of rural NY state.

My questions are: Is there any hope for me? Can I restart and get back on track? Does ANYONE have any words of wisdom/advise for me?? HELP!, please

Valentina

Hi, everyone! I guess it is my turn to report on my sleeve surgery. I was sleeved in Middletown, NY on June 6th. I woke up with a excuriating back ache, but absolute NO surgical pain. Can you believe it? I still can't get over it. I don't know whether it's because I just had my knee replaced in March and the pain of that is 1,000 times that of getting sleeved. It was for me anyway.

I woke up the next morning to a phone call from my SO telling me to have my daughter pick me up from the hospital because after 6 years I was no longer welcome in "his" house. He said that I was selfish having elective surgery while he is soooooo clinically depressed. He just couldn't handle me being that selfish and didn't want to see me again.

Try breathing after getting a phone call like that.

I am upstate NY living with my best friend for the last 27 years. She had a bypass last Feb and is taking good care of me. I have WAY too much emotional pain. That is probably why I don't have any surgical pain.

My mother always used to tell me, "Valentina, you come from stern stock. Don't ever forget that. It will get you through the tough times in your life". Well, Mom I'm trying REAL hard to remember...

Thank you ALL for the support and caring that I have gotten from this site. You are truly my support family now.

Valentina

I'm seriously confused.

Yea me too...