Woke up with diarrhea and nausea then went to dizzy and it won't go away. Back in hospital for observation and iv fluid push.
New quote for the day is Dorey - just Kee swimming just keep swimming!
****UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE****
I'm out of the hospital back home and put back on the clear liquid diet. I'm still a little light headed but not like before. I am to see the Dr. again Thursday and if the diarrhea keep up take Pepto Bismol (or Imodium, I have Pepto) and if I become nauseous then take a nausea pill.
Sleep and rest, sleep and rest is the main thing he said for me to do.
Welp, the scale said 248 this morning .... SIGHHHHHHHHH.
Ive posted the lap band rules in my cube in TWO places so I can see them all the time. I need to get them burned into my eyeballs thru repetition until I start making them a daily habit and lifestyle.
I feel like I'm in bandster hell right now ... and I say that bc I have a time period between when I get my fill, and when I actually FEEL my fill (2-3 weeks) so right now even though I know I have a fill I still haven't started to feel that increase in restriction. It's been 11 days since my fill so maybe at the end of this week I start to feel some marked difference.
In the meantime .. I'm hoping that this fill is what gets me back into the green zone (I was there once several months ago for a VERY short period of time - but I had to get an unfill due to acid reflux issues) ... and now Im trying to get back there.
I'll keep posting my weight and comments as a hope to keep me accountable for what I'm doing and eating.
I worked out this weekend, and I did P90x Plyometrics yesterday ... "maybe" the scale isnt moving but Im losing inches since Im working out <fingers crossed>
Maybe I'll post some pics along this journey until my wedding for you guys.
I am in San Antonio for my long awaited day of surgery. Yesterday was spent meeting with my doctor, my advocate, Count Dracula and shopping.
My sister is with me and we walked all through the Mexican Market. I bought me two things for after the surgery but I was scared to buy anything too small for fear I would never get there.
We stopped at the best Mexican food place and starred at the menu as you can see in the picture. I said good-bye for now.
This morning I am ready for the next chapter in my life. I will officially be a cheap date.
My surgery is scheduled for 1:30 this afternoon. The doctor says I will NOT have any tubes (Ng tube or catheter) when I come out. My job will be to sip and walk. That makes me very happy.
I love you all and will check in soon.
Judy
I was banded Oct 2009
Had my band removed Feb 22 2013.
it slipped and eroded into my stomach. left a big hole. caused a huge infection. Was sick for a long time.
Recently sleeved... (may 23 2013)
The pounds are coming off now.
I'm pretty sure this is my first entry since 2013 started so lets catch up!
I'm at 215 lbs turned 26 y/o
still no kids, no bf/dh
still searching for a job as i continue getting an education...
Found out that I developed a food allergy to MILK because of the WLS
Had my wisdom teeth pulled out last week
(which was coincidentally the day of my last final!)
I'm getting more interested in dating but still find it difficult since:
1. I live in Los Angeles, ca
2. I don't drink therefore going to a bar is silly
3. I still get anxious/self conscious since everyone here is literally stick thin or aspiring actress/actor thin
4. I'm picky
My weight loss has plateaued since starting the spring 2013 semester at school
I don't know if its the stress or the 60 mile round trip commute (about 1 hour each way)
or a combination, but the scale isn't moving...
But ALAS,
summer is here,
I'm way healthier and happier than i was a year ago,
the garden is in bloom
and i am HAPPY.
Even my dog has lost weight. :wub:
I do miss cheese though.
we have a secret love affair,
but then she makes me super nauseous and i have to lay down...
this affair must end!!
Things that haven't changed...
Food still makes me sleepy,
I live off of coffee
my bp and bs still drop dramatically whenever i exercise
Things i need to reinstate:
Bedtime
Eating out of small child-like plates
reducing coffee amounts
Drinking out of small cups
Protein shakes...
My go-to meal:
Used to be number 9 at DEL TACO with a diet coke
Now its a cup of brown rice with salsa
with Iced tea or Iced Coffee
Enough for now
Well, I guess that's how I have to start this out....
I woke up this morning feeling pretty good. First night I slept through the night and comfortable, woke feeling fresh and good. Then it went downhill.
I awoke around 10, which is rare for me since I am usually up bright and early.
My daughter got here by 10:30 and we went to go get me a protein shake, I was feeling a little antsy and shaky but I just figured it was from not eating anything yet or having anything to drink. Got my shake and took my aloe vera shot, and my lemon green tea, and my shake and dug in. Took the shot, and stared on the shake. Came home and had 4 oz. of my shake on top of what I had eaten on my way back home. And drank all the lemon green tea.
Then I had a bm. It was diarrhea. And to top it off I was feeling a little more shaky and nausea set in.
I figured I was hungry. (it had been about an hour since I had eaten, so I made some Soup on the Go Cream of Broccoli and measured it out, 4 oz. ate it slowly and had to go to the restroom again... another bm more diarrhea.
By this point I was feeling suuuper light headed, shaky, faint, and nauseous.
I called my Dr. and talked to the nurse explaining to her what was going on and if she could get me some nausea meds called in. They called me in something for nausea, and told me start drinking Gatorade. Lots and lots of Gatorade, and to take some Pepto and the nausea meds, and to come in and see the Dr. at 9am. 1st appointment.
After I took the medicine and drank about 3 cups (8oz) of Gatorade, I started feeling human then. I am now peeing very clear urine and since the pepto no more bm's.
I am still feeling a little light headed but but no more nausea and the nurse said I could scramble up an egg and have a half of toast, just make sure its mushy and wet. Or I could have some malt-o-meal.
I sent darling daughter to the store to get me some malt-o-meal and more Gatorade.
So I am not perfect like I think I am, and I need to be more in tune with my body instead of thinking everything was going to go back to the way it was.
My new mantra for today is ......
I'm a little late sharing this, but I wanted to tell of my experience with my first appointment.
My first visit with Dr. Borland (New Iberia, LA) was on May 29th, 2013 @ 4pm. New Iberia is about 1.5 hours away from my home, and thankfully my mother was able to come to the appointment with me-- because after 1.5 hours of driving, I was a little bundle of nerves. Eek!
I checked in a few minutes before 4 pm. The receptionist was super sweet. Anyway, we waited for about an hour before getting called to the back where the nurse (Ms Marion, I believe) took my height, weight, and a small bit of medical history from me. She then talked to me about the preop diet (which I think is pretty lenient), postoperative diet, vitamins, protein (they suggests at least 60g/day), and expectations of the surgery. She also told me I would have to stay at least 2 nights in a nearby hotel so that Dr. Borland can keep an eye on me. I'm really happy to not have to stay in a hospital
Dr. Borland then came into the room and explained the procedure. Dr. Borland was really nice and had a great sense of humor. He put my mind at ease. He has been performing weight-loss surgeries since the 80's (I was born in the 80's!) He took his time and answered all our questions. My mother asked his mortality rate on this surgery ( absolutely HAD to know)- he said he lost just 1 patient... Not shabby.
After Dr. Borland spoke with us, his nurse came back in to discuss my date, preop requirements, and cost. I told her I wanted to schedule as soon as possible- which was June 11th. All of a sudden, I got light- headed and dizzy (LOL). She told me to have surgery on June 11th, I would have to get my lab work done the next day and pay the following day (I'm a self/cash pay). I got super nervous bc I knew I'd be working the next few nights, and I would have a difficult time fitting this into my schedule. It ended up all working out-- lab work, EKG, chest X-ray was all done the next day, and my dear sweet husband sent the payments (cashiers checks) on time.
The initial visit cost $200. The cashiers checks totaled $9600. And the preops were $270 ( which I thought was AWESOME).
Oh yeah, I was so excited when I left his office -- I turned down a one way street! And continued the wrong way until I nearly hit someone. OOPS!
I am down to 216 from 235 in one week! 19 pounds gone! I have not weighed this in years. My husband has never seen me this small, I love it! The doctor said everything was good and then I had to talk to the nutritionist. she said to start taking some vitamins and start my protein shake.
Week 1 on my high protein low carb eating plan and exercising 6 days a week. I had been having really bad issues with being extremely hungry at night so I told myself this past week i was going to work on kicking that to the curb. I ate dinner a little later one night that worked, I took a 1/2 protein shot one night and that worked and then I cleaned a few nights and kept myself busy by doing my nails and that also worked. All week I didn't snack or eat crazy stuff after the girls went down. So problem being worked on and I think solved. Thank you to all who responded to my post on the forum your suggestions and comments helped ALOT.
Now also my weekends are horrible my husband is home wants to go out to eat all weekend and weekends sabotage my hardwork from the week so this weekend If we went out I really thought hard about what I was ordering and tried to order healthy all the time. We ate out 3 x's first time was Wendy's so I got a grilled chicken wrap and side salad, 2nd was Chili's and I got a low calorie meal and replaced my rice with brocolli so I had chicken , black beans and Broccoli, the 3rd time was the hardest - Popeyes- I took the skin off the chicken and heated up my left over black beans from the previous night. I did have a biscuit but I made sure to work out after dinner so I could burn some calories. All in all it was the BEST weekend I have had so far!!!! I even made cinnamon buns for my girls on Saturday morning and didn't have any. I figure I am going to have to cook stuff I can't have and what a better time to start working on controlling myself from eating it but now.
So all my hardwork paid off and I was down 5.2 lbs this morning. I was so excited to see it working and I also feel great, more energized and alive. I can always start doing the healthy things but some where down the line i always fall off and gain it all back. This time knowing my Sleeve is just around the corner 42 days to be exact to stop that from happening has me smiling , I can see myself healthy again!!! Can't wait.
Well, I hit ONEDERLAND on June 6th, and have dropped another 3 pounds since then. It feels great to know that those #s are behind me, and will be gone for the rest of my life now. I'm 6 pounds away from hitting 50# total loss post-op.
It's a great feeling being more active, wanting to work out, knowing that each healthy choice I make is finally actually making a difference in my end weight...whereas before it felt like all work and no pay off. I'm so glad I made this decision for myself, there has not been one day of regret so far.
My sisters and my dad are all talking about having the surgery now too, which makes me feel good, like I made the right choice- and they can see the positive changes it's made in my life- and they want it too.
My size 14 jeans are literally falling off of me, but I HATE to buy new jeans, knowing soon enough- they're going to be too big too...random, isn't it?!
Just wanted to check in, I told myself that I'd blog as much as I could on this journey to keep folks informed, and maybe someone out there deciding on the surgery will be able to see this thing through from my perspective, and it'll help them make their own decisions.
I had a sleeve and hernia repair on Friday June 7th. The day of my surgery the kept me in recovery because my bloodpressure had gone through the roof. The only thing I remember was saying was ow,ow,ow! I spent 2 nights in the hospital. I truely believe that if I hadn't had the hurnia repair my life would have been soooo much easier.I have been in an incredible amount of pain. to top it off I pulled a muscle in my neck. I walk, take tylenol 3, gas pills and my gross crushed pills. I try to take my protein, but my stomach cramps at the thought. crystal light is my friend.
time for another nap.....
Try this . NEW WHEY liguid protien shots. They are 3.8 oz tubes with 42 gr of protien. I do one in AM one in PM for a whopping 84 gr without all the mixing and drinking, They are thick and minimal after taste but I like getting it over with quick and spend my time drinking water . I can handle better than the rest. Walmart cheapest I have found by a dollar.
Yes.is is unfortunate that some people get a band and then become the Forum expert (only in their mind) don't want to hear anything negative . Then will say it must be something YOU did, because they know everything about bands. And lack empathy towards others I like being the Forum Troll. I like not living in the land of perfection. But I'm allot happier than you'll ever be. If anyone is looking for true support with your band check out facebook.....Allot less proclaimed bands experts there.
Today was a good day! Had surgery 6/6.Gas pains are subsiding. I had my daughter drive me last night to run some errands.Feel the walking round helped ease things a bit. My issue now is boredom. I took 10days off work. I need to get a hobby! TV is nothing but one food ad after another. I need to organize my house but I still cant lift. I m in AZ so getting out in the day is out of the question. It is already 110 degrees. I never want to smell or taste another protein drink.Ugh! I need to try the unflavored powder and supplement in the future.Those choco-caramel & vanilla creme premixes are awful.
I am so excited I stuck with the appproval process for insurance. I have told a few people about the surgery but mostly keeping it to myself. I am really looking forward to some small goals....taking on step at a time.People assume this is the easy way out...and from what I have read its a challenge each day.
http://www.stuff.co....r-says-shes-fat
Dear Mum,
I was seven when I discovered that you were fat, ugly and horrible. Up until that point I had believed that you were beautiful - in every sense of the word. I remember flicking through old photo albums and staring at pictures of you standing on the deck of a boat. Your white strapless bathing suit looked so glamorous, just like a movie star. Whenever I had the chance I'd pull out that wondrous white bathing suit hidden in your bottom drawer and imagine a time when I'd be big enough to wear it; when I'd be like you.
But all of that changed when, one night, we were dressed up for a party and you said to me, ''Look at you, so thin, beautiful and lovely. And look at me, fat, ugly and horrible.''
At first I didn't understand what you meant.
''You're not fat,'' I said earnestly and innocently, and you replied, ''Yes I am, darling. I've always been fat; even as a child.''
In the days that followed I had some painful revelations that have shaped my whole life. I learned that:
1. You must be fat because mothers don't lie.
2. Fat is ugly and horrible.
3. When I grow up I'll look like you and therefore I will be fat, ugly and horrible too.
Years later, I looked back on this conversation and the hundreds that followed and cursed you for feeling so unattractive, insecure and unworthy. Because, as my first and most influential role model, you taught me to believe the same thing about myself.
With every grimace at your reflection in the mirror, every new wonder diet that was going to change your life, and every guilty spoon of ''Oh-I-really-shouldn't'', I learned that women must be thin to be valid and worthy. Girls must go without because their greatest contribution to the world is their physical beauty.
Just like you, I have spent my whole life feeling fat. When did fat become a feeling anyway? And because I believed I was fat, I knew I was no good.
But now that I am older, and a mother myself, I know that blaming you for my body hatred is unhelpful and unfair. I now understand that you too are a product of a long and rich lineage of women who were taught to loathe themselves.
Look at the example Nanna set for you. Despite being what could only be described as famine-victim chic, she dieted every day of her life until the day she died at 79 years of age. She used to put on make-up to walk to the letterbox for fear that somebody might see her unpainted face.
I remember her ''compassionate'' response when you announced that Dad had left you for another woman. Her first comment was, ''I don't understand why he'd leave you. You look after yourself, you wear lipstick. You're overweight - but not that much.''
Before Dad left, he provided no balm for your body-image torment either.
''Jesus, Jan,'' I overheard him say to you. ''It's not that hard. Energy in versus energy out. If you want to lose weight you just have to eat less.''
That night at dinner I watched you implement Dad's ''Energy In, Energy Out: Jesus, Jan, Just Eat Less'' weight-loss cure. You served up chow mein for dinner. (Remember how in 1980s Australian suburbia, a combination of mince, cabbage, and soy sauce was considered the height of exotic gourmet?) Everyone else's food was on a dinner plate except yours. You served your chow mein on a tiny bread-and-butter plate.
As you sat in front of that pathetic scoop of mince, silent tears streamed down your face. I said nothing. Not even when your shoulders started heaving from your distress. We all ate our dinner in silence. Nobody comforted you. Nobody told you to stop being ridiculous and get a proper plate. Nobody told you that you were already loved and already good enough. Your achievements and your worth - as a teacher of children with special needs and a devoted mother of three of your own - paled into insignificance when compared with the centimetres you couldn't lose from your waist.
It broke my heart to witness your despair and I'm sorry that I didn't rush to your defence. I'd already learned that it was your fault that you were fat. I'd even heard Dad describe losing weight as a ''simple'' process - yet one that you still couldn't come to grips with. The lesson: you didn't deserve any food and you certainly didn't deserve any sympathy.
But I was wrong, Mum. Now I understand what it's like to grow up in a society that tells women that their beauty matters most, and at the same time defines a standard of beauty that is perpetually out of our reach. I also know the pain of internalising these messages. We have become our own jailors and we inflict our own punishments for failing to measure up.
No one is crueler to us than we are to ourselves.
But this madness has to stop, Mum. It stops with you, it stops with me and it stops now. We deserve better - better than to have our days brought to ruin by bad body thoughts, wishing we were otherwise.
And it's not just about you and me any more. It's also about Violet. Your granddaughter is only 3 and I do not want body hatred to take root inside her and strangle her happiness, her confidence and her potential. I don't want Violet to believe that her beauty is her most important asset; that it will define her worth in the world. When Violet looks to us to learn how to be a woman, we need to be the best role models we can. We need to show her with our words and our actions that women are good enough just the way they are. And for her to believe us, we need to believe it ourselves.
The older we get, the more loved ones we lose to accidents and illness. Their passing is always tragic and far too soon. I sometimes think about what these friends - and the people who love them - wouldn't give for more time in a body that was healthy. A body that would allow them to live just a little longer. The size of that body's thighs or the lines on its face wouldn't matter. It would be alive and therefore it would be perfect.
Your body is perfect too. It allows you to disarm a room with your smile and infect everyone with your laugh. It gives you arms to wrap around Violet and squeeze her until she giggles. Every moment we spend worrying about our physical ''flaws'' is a moment wasted, a precious slice of life that we will never get back.
Let us honour and respect our bodies for what they do instead of despising them for how they appear. Focus on living healthy and active lives, let our weight fall where it may, and consign our body hatred in the past where it belongs. When I looked at that photo of you in the white bathing suit all those years ago, my innocent young eyes saw the truth. I saw unconditional love, beauty and wisdom. I saw my Mum.
Love, Kasey xx
This is an excerpt from Dear Mum, a collection of letters from Australian sporting stars, musicians, models, cooks and authors revealing what they would like to say to their mothers before it's too late, or would have said if only they'd had the chance.
All royalties go to the National Breast Cancer Foundation. Published by Random House and available now.
I have changed my strategy. I am no longer counting calories and only weighing in at the doctors once a month. I am trying not to be upset and judge success or failure via numbers. I know I am being successful based on people's comments and the way my clothes fit. Ultimately, I am trying to simply forget about my food obsession by incorporating my new lifestyle in to my daily routine. What strategy do you find works best for you? The band to sleeve revision is unfortunately only a tool for me. I must work really hard eating healthy food choices and exercising to actually lose weight. I am comforted knowing it is not a temporary change!
Hello all!!
Today makes day 4 for me. It's been pretty exciting!
I woke up this morning with no pain. I almost cried, I was so happy. Then I moved, and the gas woke up..lol
I think my Dr. wanted to make me a Macy's Thanksgiving Day Balloon, he filled me with so much gas.
But I have been laying with the heating pad, walking, and sitting up a lot in bed. My urine is a weird pink-ish yellow-ish brown. Not dark, but I have increased my water intake. At first I was afraid to even drink water because I was soo positive it would get stuck or something. I have discovered as long as I don't gulp it and give it a few seconds between drinks I can actually drink quite a bit of water, that makes me happy I'm only doing 4 oz every 30 minutes or so, but I think that's a good start. I don't feel like I have water belly or that I am stretching anything. And when I drink water it makes me burp, so its a win-win situation! Also, this morning when I got up I had sinus drainage and you know how that makes you feel nauseated. I tried some chicken broth, didn't help, water didn't help, nausea bracelet and drops didn't help so I went and made me a protein shake, only had about 2 oz of it, but it got rid of the nauseous feeling. I know some people have said they were on clear liquids for 2 weeks then the solid liquids for 2 weeks then on week 5 onto smushies. I have gone over my paperwork over and over, and it doesn't specify when I am suppose to start stage 2 liquids, but I had to have something this morning. it was either put something in there or throw up. And I DONT want to throw up!
**Oh happy news** I just had my first bm post surgery!! YEAAAHHH!! No straining, I think the protein shake helped move the mail.
I am going to stop with the pain medication, I am not a big fan of pain meds anyways, I don't like the way they make me feel but they are great for sleeping! I have liquid Tylenol for the minor cramps and ickies so that should be good. If not I still have the other,
One thing I am going to to today is shower!!! I feel nasty. hahaha
anyways I will try to write here every day about how my journey is going.
:wub:Later Taters
I think I have split personalities, I'm not quite two weeks out, but one part of me expects that I should be 50 pounds lighter or something. While the other side knows better. On one hand I am already rethinking my decision, while on the other hand I am happy it has finally came. I am fighting with myself that I have only just begun this journey, and it has not even been 2 weeks. So, I am going back and forth with this junk in my head. I know I need time to heal and then time to get the right fill possibly,but the other side of me is like I'm not eating so I should be dropping weight right?. My husband says my face looks thinner even though the scales not moved. I think a part of me unconsciously expected to much, I think i secretly thought I'd wake up from surgery and be thinner and drop weight as I walked., a pound a day type thing. Consciously and reasonably I know that is not realistic by any means, but i still struggle with that other "personality" in me. I'm still fighting with that part of me that has helped keep me big all this time and has helped me fail in every aspect of losing this extra person I carry around. Maybe that's it, It is like a second person I carry around one that does not want to be pushed away or put aside. But I'm so done with that relationship. I want the thin me to be the only one I carry around. So, to do that I'm going to have to win this fight between my two egos and literally beat the fat out of the fat person in me. So with the help of this group, my Doc's team of professionals, and the thin person in me I will prevail. I have to do this, I have to be successful this time it's the bottom of the ninth with 2 outs, and I up to bat with 2 strikes and 3 balls and this girls not walking or striking out it is a hit I'm going for so I'm going to swing and with help of my new bat (band) I will hit a home run.
~~~Stephanie
I'm literally almost crying reading this. Mostly because I'mon this pre-op diet and these last two days have been difficult... but also because I needed this! Thank you! Congrats! And a BIG congrats on quitting smoking a second time! It was hard enough to do it once... So - when I say BIG congrats... I mean BIIIIIG congrats! ❤️
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