I can't seem to shake the blues this morning. I had a vgb 27 years ago and a REY two weeks ago. I gained 20 pounds while in the hospital for my two day stay....and two weeks later I'm still up by 6 (and gained weight the last two days). My calorie intake is NOT causing this weight gain....and my head knows that this is surgery trauma trying to work itself out. But I'm now sitting here questioning everything. I lost 80 pounds prepping for this surgery. I wanted to stop vomiting......I wanted the assist of malabsorption.....but I'm queasy every time I put food in my mouth. I'm uncomfortable with the feeling of food in my pouch. I'm disappointed that my body won't play along. I can't drink enough. I can't stand the thought of having to have two protein shakes a day to get the required protein in. I'm just really wondering why I put myself through all of this again just to feel as miserable as I do in this moment?

I have nothing to offer but a hug. Try to take a short walk in the sunshine.

Need another hug? ? Unfortunately, no endorphins with virtual hugs. I know when you feel like that, being told that "this too will end" is not helpful and sounds trite, but I hope you can look forward to a tomorrow when you will say it was worth it.

Another hug from a virtual stranger. The blues you are feeling are seeping into your words. Hang in there, one more hour, do what you know you need too. You are over the worst. x