I'm 5'9" and was sleeved on November 14 weighing 235 pounds. This morning I weighed 175. A weight loss of 60 pounds in just over 3 months and I could not be happier. Just after Xmas my partner bought tickets to take me to see Jersey Boys and tonight was the night. This morning he said 8 fatal words, "would you like to go out for dinner".

Well, that sounded lovely and as the theatre is near China Town I thought it was perfect because we could share and I could just eat my regular portions.

I had my new slim leg black pants, a red lace top and I went out today and bought red shoes and red clutch to match. I have to admit I looked damned good when I was ready to go out, even for a 55 year old Grandmother.

Drove into the city, not much traffic, perfect parking spot, lovely balmy evening, it doesn't get better. My partner decided he wanted to try a Japanese restaurant. Went in and we ordered plates which had samples of about 8 things on the menu and started with miso Soup. That's fine, he would eat what I don't. food arrived, it was fantastic! Then he said 3 fatal words "we're running late. Quickly ate and off to the theatre. He disappeared and came back with a Cosmopolitan for me and we took out seat, second row centre.

Then it happened! The orchestra started and I started sliming. One minute later I knew I was going to throw up. I got up and squeezed my way out standing on the toes of about 15 people along they way. An usher approached, "Are you alright Madam". I shook my head, he raised his hand and a relay of ushers went into action. As I made it into the foyer, I could not hold back any longer. I dropped my Cosmopolitan onto the marble floor, looked around in horror for a bin to throw up in and with none in sight I did what I had to do. I opened up my brand new $80 red clutch bag and vomitted into it. I groaned as I looked in and saw my I-phone now floating in my bag. I was then hustled into the ladies and I spent about 10 min.s in there recouping, trying to save my phone's life and looking for a window to climb out so I didn't have to face those ushers. Damn, no window, there's always one in the movies.

Out I went and was promptly given a huge glass of Water, a wet cloth and escorted back into the theatre where they sat me on a seat behind the back row, next to the exit in the spot where they usually park the wheelchairs whilst my partner sat centre 2nd row on his own and I glared at the back of his head in the distance.

So, theatre tickets $240, dinner $130, my outfit $390. Would anyone like to take me out for a fun night?

I have PTSD from throwing up constantly when I had a lapband. I WILL NOT eat fast under any circumstances, it makes me ill to watch other people do that because I associate it with pain and vomiting - its not a judgy thing, its really and truly an involuntary response.

It's turned me into quite the weeny when eating out. I wont risk anything I am uncertain of in public. I would rather just have 3 ounces of soft fish than something fantastic that might make me look bad.

I'm so sorry for your night, I hope it never happens to you again.

OMG OMG OMG !!!! Aussie I just read this!!

How horrible (yet funny) for that to happen!

What are you going to to with the clutch??

Perhaps return it or give it as a gift ??

Note to self always carry a sealable plastic bag when going out for dinner dont forget the extra Water and Protein.:~)

You know how people will type "lol" and you wonder "did they really laugh out loud?" I wasn't sure where you were going with this story then you got to the vomiting in the red clutch and I actually did "LOL". Bless your heart but thanks for the insight. I will be sleeved March 6 and its stories like this that allow me to learn from others mistakes. Fast thinking on your part.

You know how people will type "lol" and you wonder "did they really laugh out loud?" I wasn't sure where you were going with this story then you got to the vomiting in the red clutch and I actually did "LOL". Bless your heart but thanks for the insight. I will be sleeved March 6 and its stories like this that allow me to learn from others mistakes. Fast thinking on your part.

Not fast thinking .....you live you learn I dont have the red cluch bag I live in,Scotland so vomiting on a night out is normal however I can totaly understand the dilema loads of love to all keeping it real .: )

My husband accused me of being self concious about eating in publis since I was sleeved. I eat very lightly while out because I fear having an "incident" at the table. I told him that until he knew what it felt like to have 80% of his stomach cut out he could keep his amateur psychological analysis to himself.

That story was awesome!

Sorry it's taken me so long to respond but I haven't been able to access the site since the maintenance the other night. So I am back, with a new name. To answer some of your questions, I thought the whole episode was hysterical. I absolutely love my sleeve and would never choose to go back. My phone survived and so di my lovely red clutch bag. My partner is still licking his wounds.

I love the snap lock bag idea and it will be part of my outfit in future.

I am so sorry this happened to you! I am 7 mos out and still get nervous when we dine out. It will get easier. I definitely can relate to those words "we're running late" being fatal. Anytime my husband says those words I slowly look up and glare and he quickly says "oh yea sorry babe I forgot". I absolutely cannot eat too fast or I will be sick as a dog.

Glad your laughing ive not been out for dinner yet or had a drink so ive got that all to look forward to just go for it and never look back so happy to hear theres another happy sleever out there