LacieMC

Best wishes! Get ready for a whole new you!

And beef jerky I might try...I'm worried about texture. My tummy dislikes having to do any type of work! Lol

I will swing by Trader Joe's tomorrow! I have not had a hot dog with mustard in almost 7 months!!! Sounds amazing!

Just realized i posted in the wrong forum...ooops...sorry.

Really?? My nut said 1200 for me. Are you being told 800? I am dying trying to eat 1200...it feels like I am constantly eating. I was told i could lose 20 more pounds but i really feel good at my current size. Any one else being told 1200? Is my nut out of her mind? Now I am super curious!

I was sleeved Jan 17th and just hit 80 pounds...20 more until goal...but i feel really good at a size 8/10. Not sure how much more i want to lose.

Oh and i can't stomach another string cheese, can of tuna or bite of peanut butter! Lol! I am desperate for some quick ideas!

I'm thinking we need to plan a ladies night!

@phatdiva, super excited for you! This time coming up is the magic time! You feel more normal and you see the weight fall off!!!

Hi blondi, I believe I picked up the feather at either Macy's or Kohls...cant remember... its a fun one...its all blingy! I love that i can wear fun hip jewelry now! I always felt stupid trying to wear statement pieces when i was bigger. Thanks!!!

That was beautiful and well written- i think you captured how each one of us feels about our old lives. Thank you!

Have a cup of coffee and enjoy it! Straws are the only way i can drink slowly. When i try to drink out of a cup, i always drink too much and it hurts. Straws help me measure each sip. I don't even think about it anymore. In time, try a couple fries. I bet you will think they are nasty. All i can taste is grease and they leave a funky film on my tongue. Alcohol...sure, but be careful. I get tipsy on just a few sips. You will find you can eat normal...just smaller amounts. Your probably just in your freak out, "this crap sucks" phase. It gets soooo much better!!!

You look a-freaking-mazing!!! I mean Wow!!!!

Thank you all for your comments. its crazy how different life is now. Even though I haven't posted a lot lately, these boards have been a lifesaver and I read them everyday. I had fun writing this post.

Thank you all for your comments. its crazy how different life is now. Even though I haven't posted a lot lately, these boards have been a lifesaver and I read them everyday. I had fun writing this post.

It's totally normal. Somedays you will not feel it, then you twist strange or bump it on the counter and you're like "Oh yeah...there it is". It goes away...hang in there

Just ignore it. Im 5 months out and i love it when I get dressed in the mornings. Every person in my life told me i was bat $#!% crazy. I went into my surgery expecting a crappy place and i made that my reality. I have had zero complications and i have never felt better about me. Who cares if they support you or not! My parents wouldn't even say good bye...now they are my number one fan. Its their fear...dont allow it to become yours. My hubby was the same way. He withdrew...as if expecting i would not make it home. He was pissed i made this decision, he is not pissed anymore LOL! At work, i tell people ive been exercising and limiting my portions. That gets respect. Anything else...and its like a free pass for normally intelligent people to let their stupid come out. Hang in their and do me a favor...its rather cheesy...but go to YouTube and listen to miley cirus's song "the climb"...then again...and again.make it your "I'm pretty impressed with my self" song. You got this!

I am in lake Stevens also! I would love to do a hike. Im 5 months today and lynn helped me do the math...73 pounds!!! I plan on posting my story and pics soon. Lets plan a WA hike after you ladies are all healed up. I bet lynnz and i would even do a day trip to meet you. I love the Bellingham waterfront...and we could all eat off one plate! LOL!

Sliced chicken breast (rotisserie) and a bite of cottage cheese

Whoo hoo!!! So happy for you! I just had my labs too and the first time i had normal blood sugar!! That is such a huge victory!

It's been one heck of a roller coaster ride! I have felt every emotion from pure happiness to complete failure. I have stepped on the scale feeling on top of the world, and at other times thought my week 3 stall would never end. I have mourned food and celebrated SF pudding...sometimes in the same half hour! I would do it again in an instant! For the pre-oppers out there...it's not butterflies and sunshine all the time, but it IS worth every second. I travel a lot for work and eating out in Hotels is really tough, but I love cooking when I get home. So far I am down officially 42 pounds this morning. I'm even wearing my hubby's Levi's today! (He is a tall skinny guy with the metabolism of a fruit fly!). I just feel really good and really positive and just very happy!

I went throuh them and just sucked up the extortion fee. I figured it was still half than if i got it here

I made it! Hector picked us up from the airport and it was smooth sailing! This hotel is beautiful and the broth is really good. It tastes homemade! I will be picked up at 6:45 am for surgery with Dr. Garcia. We had an absolute blast in Tijuana today!!! I'm still looking for the perfect Loius Vuitton to complete my knock-off collection...there are soo many to choose from! Tip: You have to ask for the Loius by name since they are very illegal here....all the other knock offs are displayed proudly. The store keepers bring you into the back and uncover them...and it really is a religious experience! I am feeling very safe and have enjoyed the day. We had our pictures taken with a scantilly clad mannequin dressed as a nurse holding a large Viagra sign! This is just stuff you can't plan. Note: I was unaware of the presence of Zebras in Mexcio, however we have seen four on the streets you can have your picture taken with. Since I have limited first-hand zebra knowledge, it wasn't until we got close that we realized they were just spray painted donkeys! We laughed so hard we almost peed our pants!!! I also stopped at a street vendor who made the most fantastic bracelet "in less than 5 min" as advertised. He used my sons name and football number. so fricken cool to see this in person. the man was a string ninja!!! Anyway...just settling down and getting ready for the big day! I just wanted to update you all.

I lost 30 pounds in the first two 1/2 weeks and I am in the famous 3rd week (going to 4th week) stall right now. Maybe you hit your stall early, but maybe you will jump out quicker. It seems every single person has a different experience. I also got constpated in my 3rd week, maybe that's a factor??? the toughest part for me EVERYDAY is to not compare my ticker with everyone elses. It seems we are used to failure (dieting) and we see these amazing tickers and automatically assume we are doing something wrong. Hang in there...

I need to get this out... I came home today exhausted from work. Nothing really major happened, but it wasn’t a calm day either. My boss is interviewing candidates to backfill our open position. I was not asked to participate in the interview, however my Level 3 co-worker was. I am a level 4 and this new person will be my direct partner. I spent a lot of time today pretending like this doesn’t bother the f*** out of me. My level 3 co-worker is acting superior and that makes me want to punch her in the face…and eat! I was at my desk just searching for something to put in my mouth. I pulled out my vegi-sticks (little chip like things) and ate four really slowly. I know this is giving into the head hunger. I get it…but I wanted to chew. I could say in the past I would have gone to the vending machine and bought packs of M&Ms and Skittles and ate both packages. Four vegi-sticks is an improvement in calories, however…the reason I ate is the same. I came home and immediately went to my room to lie down. My husband asked what’s wrong, and I really couldn’t come up with a convincing story of why I was so mentally drained. I just wanted to sleep. I took a long nap and was woken by 9 year old son who brought me a cup of coffee. He told me Dad was taking him to get a haircut and my first thought upon waking was “EAT!” My second thought was “Da** VSG”. I thought to myself “I am not hungry” but I was not willing to give up an opportunity to eat by myself. My heart started to race with the anticipation of eating alone. A Binger has a sort of pre-binge check-list and mine was racing through my head. I headed to the bathroom and stripped naked. I weighed myself for reference tomorrow morning. I needed to know how much damage I was about to do to myself. My weight was 224.4. I would use that number tomorrow morning to beat myself up. I already know that if I weigh even 224.5 I will call myself disgusting and tell myself the VSG will never work for me. That one or two ounces will be my proof of what a failure I am, that I will be the one person on the planet this surgery will never, ever possibly work for. I change into to my binge pants or what I call my “comfy pants.” I head upstairs; I already know what I am going to eat. 1 wedge of Laughing Cow cheese and two slices of lean deli-sliced turkey. I know this is not a Binge in the typical sense of the word, this is not a 3,000 calorie food fest. This is my dinner. The problem is I was not hungry. I was turning my dinner into a binge for the thrill and excitement…for the old feelings. I missed binging. I pulled out exactly two pieces of lunchmeat and laid them out on the plate. I pulled out a single wedge and found the little red string to open the cheese. My heart was racing…I was preparing my food. I took out my fancy cheese knife and I spread the cheese and rolled up the tiny little turkey slices. I threw all the evidence away- even hiding the tiny laughing cow wrapper like the old days. I took my little plate to the sofa- the end spot next to the fireplace- my favorite binge location. I took one tiny bite and chewed and chewed. I swallowed. It was delicious and I was back. Then I stopped. I woke up. There was a pain in my stomach. I was not hungry- my stomach could not take any food. It was as if waking from a dream…”What the hell was I doing?” I gave the remaining roll-ups to the dog and just sat there in silence. I stared at my tiny little empty plate and celebrated this victory. This was the absolute first time in my life that I have ever stopped a binge in process. I will not beat myself up tomorrow, there will be no guilt. I will go to sleep proud tonight. Again, the binge was not the quantity of food, it was my mental state. This is my first Non-scale Victory. Thank God for the VSG...and Thank God this will no longer be my life.