I don't enjoy eating anymore. The only thing I can seem to eat or even taste is

Campbell's Vegetable soup. I am not keeping up with my vitamins. I weigh

around 180lbs, down from 303. I don't regret getting my bypass but I thought I'd

be at a different place.

Hello I am so sorry you feel like this. You should not be having these problems so late on. Can you go back to your team and ask for some help? I agree that I don't get the same joy when I eat either, I am just refuelling. I am ok with that. Before I got so much pleasure from eating huge amounts of carbs. I can not ever go back to that.

When ever my food choices get narrowed I try a new food. This site is world wide and there are so many good cooks that share their recipes and knowledge. Try the thread called ' Food before and after'

I have found that a holiday really helps me. Just trying tiny samples from a huge buffet is so nice.

I wish I didn't enjoy eating - it'd be a lot easier to control my weight! I was really hoping I'd be one of those minority of patients whose hunger never comes back, but unfortunately, it did. BUT....you should be taking your vitamins. Not taking them is not an option for RNY patients. Deficiencies are no joke. Some defiencies you can come back from, others you can't. Why aren't you taking your vitamins?

I have them. All of them. I can afford to have them as well. I understand the differences between calcium citrate and calcium carbonate. I use sublingual b12, etc. My daughter is a PharmD. Both of my sons are MDs. I often have vit D levels in the single digits, which is why I've been given 50,000 units of vit D by my endocrinologist. I'm lax on my anti-depressants as well. I'm not sure why it's this way. I know I should be taking them. I just don't feel motivated. I doesn't help to come here and not be honest. I know I should make the effort. Why did I go through all this just to endanger my health at this point? My current weight is about 189. I have yet to reach my goal of 150, which was probably unrealistic. All that skin and the kangaroo pouch from four pregnancies are here to stay. Don't get me wrong. I consider pregnancy-related scars and bulges to be the price a woman pays for amazing children. I hope that doesn't sound too corny. I fear I am rambling. I have not logged in here for a while. I even had to refresh my memory as to when I got my surgery.