DeLarla, WHAT are you doing online?!?!?! I thought this is your big day!!! Get to the airport, Girl!!!

Best of luck, and be sure to tell us all about it when you get back!!!

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DeLarla's going to Bandland, DeLarla's going to Bandland, DeLarla's... (repeat ad nauseum... lol)

.... Somewhere over the Bandbow... skies are blue... and a band that she dreams of where she must chew... chew...chew...

Pretty bad but wishing you the best as you start your journey!

Darcy

Good luck Delarla! I am thinking about you.Keep in touch.

Joyce

4/28/04 banded

Good luck, DeLarla! I'm sure you'll come through with flying pigs...err...colors!

GOOD LUCK DELARLA!!!!

we expect you back and making us laugh ASAP!!

michelle

DeLarla! Can't wait to hear all about it ... somehow I know you'll even put a funny spin on the pain! Best wishes to you!

Darcy! I LOVE your song!

Shelly! 7 pounds to go! Wow!

Hey Delarla

I hope everything went well in Mexico for you.

I can't wait to hear all about your experience..I will give you a call over the weekend or you can call me if you are up to it.

Michelle

4/6/04

265/244.5/160ish

-20.5

Dr Ortiz

Donali, I felt like a movie star when I saw my name in the subject line! You gotta know how awesome that felt, so I'll go ahead and give you the best humor I can come up with now... but this is way, way, way too honest and not for the feint of eyes, so don't read any further if you don't want the dead-honest truth. Here goes.

I had 2 diarrhea (should I know how to spell that word) accidents yesterday. Okay, that's not too funny, but then the old commercial jingle got stuck in my brain all day and wouldn't stop: "If you think it's butter, but it's not, it's Chiffon....." If you're too young to remember, ask Mom or Gramma to sing it to you. Moral of the story is to be very, very careful letting go of what you may think is a harmless little pook-pook stinker or you may end up with poopy pants!

If you think it's a stinker, but it's not - It's ........................

Tell it like it is, Sistahs!

lol.

My friend used to call being single "Having your 'pootin' privileges." Meaning, let 'er rip!! She took great joy in exercising her "pootin" privileges, particularly around me.

I can only hope that at least once she had the same results as you did... :cool:

Donali, as my one of my LapBand mentors/gurus/goddesses, one would think you'd know better than to make one of your post-op prodigies laugh. It really hurts the belly to jiggle so.

Fear not, for I'm not big on "sharing" my methane with the world. However, in the privacy of my own home, where my husband & dogs have no pride... well neither do I.

Let's see, I'm 4 days post-op now and improving daily. But I'm not eating any more Jello till my friends bring me a promised baby spoon. I already have shrimp fork and paring knife ready for when I get solid foods, but I just ate 2 spoonfuls of jello and it almost got stuck in my throat. I can't wait for my baby spoon. And I'll use it at work, too, so let them just bring it on! By the way, not one single soul at work has the slightest idea that I did this, and my office is the heartbeat of the firm. I'm like the mom/friend/aunt where everyone gathers, so it will be interesting keeping it from all my co-worker pals while trying not to lie. Takes a very clever woman, and I think I'm cut out for the task at hand!

Surely they don't have time to ask questions before you have them doubled-over with laughter... :cool:

Donali, hold me. : ( having bad day. My other band friend says it's normal to move backwards for a few days. I feel really bad today, worse than yesterday. Woke up with new nausious feeling in center of belly. Tight gas pains in ribs & chest, pain in side. Drinking warm tea at advice of my other band member. I'm day 5 post op & at work but shoulda taken a couple more days. But I'm here, so I'm gonna try to focus on work to help the day/pain/grossness pass. No funnies today.

DeLarla -

Your bandster friend gives good advice - this too, will pass.

I was banded on a Thursday, went back to my desk job on Monday, sore but alive. Made the grave mistake of going to choir practice that Thursday night (it was JUST laproscopic surgery, no big deal. Right?!?! lol). Friday I was miserable, left work at noon, and thought I was going to die the rest of the weekend. Painful burps, nausea. I was certain something dreadful had gone wrong. I crashed on the couch and didn't move until Sunday night, when I forced myself to go to the store to replenish my liquids. Thought I was going to puke about 5 times, but didn't.

Those few days were my very lowest moment. It just kept getting better after that.

Hang in there, pamper yourself, don't try to do too much!!

You'll be feeling better soon. :cool:

Oh Dear DeLarla...

I know I can't help a single darn bit but it looks like Donali has it covered... I just wanted you to know that I am keeping my fingers, toes, legs and everything else crossed that you will feel better soon. Our bodies are famous for letting us know when we have overdone it and all I can say is that is sounds like yours is yelling that it needs more time to heal. I'm sure that this time next week you will be back to feeling like yourself ... hang in there girl.

Darcy

And once again you guys bring tears to my eyes. Thanks for making me feel better. I only worked 4 hrs yesterday and stayed home today. I just took a half-hour walk, which was very easy. I could have gone longer. Now I'll watch TV. Later maybe some laundry and a nap. Move rest move rest drink pee drink. I'm a fraction better today. Donali, I'm glad you shared that because I'm an over-doer myself. The only reason I left work is because the boss suggested it due to my cold. Need he ask twice?

I know I needed lots of naps during my recovery - as soon as I got home from work, I'd strip down and lay on the couch and promptly fall asleep.

This is a common reaction to surgery, so don't feel as though you are suddenly being very lazy. Your body is using a ton of resources to heal, and sleeping frees up the energy needed to do more important things.

Remember that animals have that innate knowledge of how to take care of themselves when they're hurt - they hide under the bed and sleep until they're better.

I couldn't fit under my bed, so I settled for the couch... lol :cool: