Okay, so, since I've been frequenting this virtual bariatric world, there appear to be a few issues which seem to ignite much debate and throw the most meekly devised threads into huge ego-centric 'flaming' exercises.

Not only do I, personally, find this predictably boring; it is also deeply unhelpful. We all know that this process changes or should change, how we do and view things to do with food and wider health issues, forever. As such, it takes a bit of getting used to.

The prospect of having to adapt our long-held behaviours is scary and our little food related rituals? They are tough bleedin' Cookies to break. (My apologies for mentioning the 'C' word there)

Consequently, I'm a big believer in the adage that 'skeletons in the cupboard' are no longer 'skeletons', if they are dragged out into the light of day. (Normally kicking and screaming with the neighbours looking on in horror)

So, roll-up, roll-up. Consider this an online bariatric confessional!

There'll be no 'Hail Mary's' or 'Our Fathers' and flagellation will NOT and should not be forthcoming.

I want you to tell us your 'dirty' little bariatric secrets.

What did you do? Why did you do it? (and I will refrain from asking 'with whom?' you did it!) How did it make you feel afterwards? Did you resolve to never do it again - or indeed, did you think that actually, everything in moderation is not so bad after all?

Did you chow down on that hot-sauce laden and cheese encrusted beef taco 2 days post op? (No one can tell I'm fantasizing about anything that does not constitute a 'fluid' much, can you?!!!) Did you sneak into the fridge and eat all your kids chocolate bars, happy in the knowledge that your Protein Pump Inhibitors would prevent you from getting indigestion? Did you swallow 10 vodka martini's to see if your pouch and your legs could take it?

Come on, tell Aunty Revs and lets see if we can put these beasts to bed once and for all x

As is only fair, I shall go first.. Tonight, I, 8 days post surgery, ate a fair amount of cheese frosting off the top of a red velvet cupcake (and maybe a couple of mouthfuls of the sponge, too). Why? Because it was there. Did it make any sense? No, because I have never craved sweet stuff. I'm a savoury kind of girl. What did I learn from it? That damn, I'm an emotional eater (which I never thought I was) and that shockingly, that **** went down a little bit too easily. Consequently, I learnt in that way lies grave danger...

See, if I can do it, anyone can. So, step forward and lets hear the 'worst' you've got. Everyone is welcome and all are equal here x

I know, right?

It could be his genie popping out.

Oh baby...IT'S HOT!! Mr.Lipstick keeps rubbing it when he walks by like he's expecting a genie to pop out. HA!

I bet HIS genie will pop out if he keeps rubbing it!

Oh yes. I got poked with that, too. Sigh... You'd think he was still in middle school. Can't control his appendages.

I'd be careful with that invite.....Laura offered to give my wife a sponge bath on another thread just this morning. She does not know when to say when. Apparently she's traded one addiction for another. Hey.....wait that sounds like a new sub forum just waiting to happen.

PAAAHAHAHAHAH! Poor Laura!!!

Oh yes. I got poked with that' date=' too. Sigh... You'd think he was still in middle school. Can't control his appendages.[/quote']

I do beleive that applies to men in general...my hubby is the same way - NOT that I'm complaining ;-P

Oh yes. I got poked with that, too. Sigh... You'd think he was still in middle school. Can't control his appendages.

And as per the many threads on this topic, post-op poking is sooooo much better. And my wife is more than happy to come along for the ride.

Pun intended!

The Hokey Pokey IS what it's all about.

Definitely makes the world go 'round

Well... Finally some interesting "dirty little secrets " ... this is what happens when they banned the women from the mans room... The silliness spills out elsewhere.

Still loving this thread!! LOL

We're on vacation right now. The group we were with the first 3 days ordered pizza for dinner one night. I ate a piece and it was GOOD!! Now I'm being a good girl.

Okay' date=' so, since I've been frequenting this virtual bariatric world, there appear to be a few issues which seem to ignite much debate and throw the most meekly devised threads into huge ego-centric 'flaming' exercises. Not only do I, personally, find this predictably boring; it is also deeply unhelpful. We all know that this process changes or should change, how we do and view things to do with food and wider health issues, forever. As such, it takes a bit of getting used to. The prospect of having to adapt our long-held behaviours is scary and our little food related rituals? They are tough bleedin' cookies to break. (My apologies for mentioning the 'C' word there) Consequently, I'm a big believer in the adage that 'skeletons in the cupboard' are no longer 'skeletons', if they are dragged out into the light of day. (Normally kicking and screaming with the neighbours looking on in horror) So, roll-up, roll-up. Consider this an online bariatric confessional! There'll be no 'Hail Mary's' or 'Our Fathers' and flagellation will NOT and should not be forthcoming. I want you to tell us your 'dirty' little bariatric secrets. What did you do? Why did you do it? (and I will refrain from asking 'with whom?' you did it!) How did it make you feel afterwards? Did you resolve to never do it again - or indeed, did you think that actually, everything in moderation is not so bad after all? Did you chow down on that hot-sauce laden and cheese encrusted beef taco 2 days post op? (No one can tell I'm fantasizing about anything that does not constitute a 'fluid' much, can you?!!!) Did you sneak into the fridge and eat all your kids chocolate bars, happy in the knowledge that your Protein Pump Inhibitors would prevent you from getting indigestion? Did you swallow 10 vodka martini's to see if your pouch and your legs could take it? Come on, tell Aunty Revs and lets see if we can put these beasts to bed once and for all x As is only fair, I shall go first.. Tonight, I, 8 days post surgery, ate a fair amount of cheese frosting off the top of a red velvet cupcake (and maybe a couple of mouthfuls of the sponge, too). Why? Because it was there. Did it make any sense? No, because I have never craved sweet stuff. I'm a savoury kind of girl. What did I learn from it? That damn, I'm an emotional eater (which I never thought I was) and that shockingly, that **** went down a little bit too easily. Consequently, I learnt in that way lies grave danger... See, if I can do it, anyone can. So, step forward and lets hear the 'worst' you've got. Everyone is welcome and all are equal here x[/quote'] I have spent the last little while reading this thread it is very entertaining. The undercurrents are strong in places I am very new to this just shy of 8 weeks but I have experience in recovery.

My name is Shannon and I am a addict (yes a drug addict) I have also struggled with my weight all my adult life. Through 12 step recovery I have been able to string together 10 years clean even in recovery my weight yo-yoed. The complete abstinence from mind altering substances does not work with food. I in the past have even taken eating healthy food to the extreme don't even get me started on unhealthy food! I see this thread as therapeutic secrets grow in the dark and die in the light of the day. Some miss the point on both sides but I know I have kicked my own a** enough my self esteem is still fragile a non-judgmental environment is what I need but I also need your experience and guidance. Thanks for being here. Oh I had 2 small pieces of fried catfish and 2 small hush puppies today. I recorded the cals and don't feel the least bit bad! I also enjoy the humor life is waaaay to short not to laugh!!!!!

Old habits are hard to break!! While icing a cake for my grandson's birthday, I started licking the spoon. I didn't even realize what I was doing until my daughter said, "MOM!" ..... I said, "whoops".....

I found "Buttercream Icing" in MFP, recorded my indiscretion, then drank an extra 8 oz. of water.

My wife (another VSG person about 3 months out) made a lemon pound cake this last week with almond paste. No flour. She claims it is VSG friendly, but it taste like Starbucks lemon pound cake to me. Very tasty. I keep nibbling a crumb or two a few times a day when I walk past it. I tell her to put it away, but there it is on the counter, every single day. 300 something calorie per slice. Not going to eat it. that is my mantra. She is keeping it out for my brother because he likes it (he is not in shape nor cares about healthy eating). Somebody convince her to.just.put.it.away.out.of.sight.