Mamamia59

I tried my first scramble egg today and it did me in. I had to lie down for two hours after a 1/2 hour of nausea. So, my question is...how long does it take "solid" food to move thru the stomach on average. Anyone know?

I have suffered from restless leg syndrome my whole life. It's maddening. I do know that they have medications that they can prescribe now but I have not yet delved into that. My brother has it violently, so I figured I could live with mine. But someday...

My Dr won't advance me for another week but when he does I hope to feel that true restriction because isn't that what its all about? So far I have been able to drink as much as I want on this full liquid stage.

Wow! I am not a good 'drinker' but this really wakes me up!

This Saturday I will be 2 1/2 weeks post op. I feel great! My dilemma is that my high school reunion is this Saturday and there is a certain amount of stress that comes with that even though I am very much looking forward to it. And I really want to have a great time. What I really want to do is have a little bit of wine to take the edge off. I know it is not recommended but my question is...what would happen? I don't intend to make a habit of it. I just want to drop a little bit of inhibition and feel comfortable to have some fun and make some memories. Thoughts? Anyone tried some wine so soon into the process?

Ha! I, too, have supported my local gym for years without using it...keeping it in my back pocket. Now that I am sleeved, I am off today to buy myself a nice pair of shoes to use and am going to hit the treadmill. I have been walking my dogs and such since surgery but feel the need to bump it up a bit...like work an incline to some degree. I have tried the eliptical in the past and I never feel quite secure on it for some reason. Maybe I'll give that a go again soon.

Good for you! I did not have the blessing of my husband for a good long while...he said it wasn't "natural". I finally had to flat out tell him that I was no longer lokoing for his approval...I was looking for support for after the surgery. I was no longer willing to listen to his arguments against it as my mind had been made up after doing all my research. That seemed to do the trick. He just had to deal with the decision I had made. I did this for me! Good luck to you...I know you will do great!

Hi, I got mine done of 5/8 and since I am having no trouble consuming either my liquids or my shakes I am starting to wonder about when I start on some mushy food. Is that so much different than the full liquid diet in terms of feeling restriction? Yesterday was my two week mark.

Of course! The Doors! And of course I would get it just a bit wrong BTW, tmorgan813...I've read some of your posts. You have a great attitude and a great sense of humor! Surely we'd be having protein shake chats on a regular basis if you were my neighbor

Don't recall who sang that song, but I'm singing it now! The other side...hooray! Past the anticipation, past the short lived pain and nausea, past the hospital and the fear and the doubt. Done. Next. Each day is better than the previous. I am up and around today, although still pampering myself and taking it easy a bit. I am still a little bit sore and cannot wait to sleep on my stomach again. That part has been difficult for me, I have to admit. I am learning about that weird feeling when I swallow. I am amused by the gurgling. I am thinking about success. I am concentrating on it. I am realizing that TV has entirely too much food on it. Every other commercial is about food! And I will need to come to terms with my love of food. That will be the work I will need to do. I always wanted to be Italian because the women go to the markets every morning and come home to create their masterpieces. They take great pride in the fresh ingredients and the love they put into it. This is a balance I will need to learn to achieve. Nothing wrong with good fresh ingredients and some creative, loving inspiration to put to them. I just need to learn to work that to my advantage. There was a time in my life where I cooked everything from scratch. I was so proud of that. Of course, I had every afternoon off and all the time in the world to do it. Yeah, those days are over I found myself lying in bed this morning thinking ahead...thinking by my birthday this year, I'll be an entirely different person. So many false starts in the past that I never dreamt of thinking ahead. This weight is going to come off. I will be different. I will succeed. I feel awkwardly courageous at this point. Some will try to take that away from me...say that I took the easy way out. But I will not allow it.

I had my coffee up to surgery. Figured the painkillers would help me get thru the withdrawals. That is exactly what happened. I was advised during my preop appts that a cup of coffee a day wasn't what they were worried about, it was the numerous cups they were concerned with and the dehydration caused by "over consumption". I am going to stay away from it for a good long while though...since I am over the hump already.

I am 5 days post op and every day is better than the one before. I did end up staying two nights in the hospital with nausea issues and am thankful I was given that option. Meds make the difference, that is for sure. And that Lortab...great stuff! All in all, I am feeling good and looking forward to feeling even better!

this place that I don't want to be. I am having surgery on Tuesday. I am facing stressors from all around...dad very ill, very stressful work environment, sweetest pup just at the vet hospital today with no diagnosis as yet, two giant bills this week I was not anticipating and more. I do not want to be here. I want to be calm and well and excited.

I actually told the pshychiatrist that I found myself always wondering when does MY life begin? I recently turned 50 and ever since then I have been on a Quest. That magic number stared me in the face and made me take a stand. I have been overweight my entire life. Well, actually there were a couple short periods where I was thin, but they didn't last. I have a regular life...family, grown kids, couple dogs, a 9-5 job. I present as relatively confident, but that is a lie. It's a front I put on for everyone, including myself sometimes. Problem is...I have been doing all the hiding behaviors...no pictures, stay home (although interestingly I am very comfortable in the company of strangers. I guess that because I don't have anything to prove to them), secret eating. But the last one did it for me. I turned down my lost love's request to see me because I wanted him to remember me like before....when I was thin with him. I could not bring myself to do it, could not imagine the look in his eye when he saw me and what I imagined would be a huge disappointment in me. I realized then and there, that I was a hostage. I allowed it an unforgiveable power. I allowed it to steal from me and what it stole was my life. I saw my surgeon for the first time in January. I am scheduled to do the sleeve on May 8th. I am at once, both nervous and excited. I did my pre-ops appts today and today is the day I decided to mark the start as it seems very real now. It's a countdown. It's prep. It's almost here. Today is the day I start to get my life back.

You are all inspiring and comforting me with your words! I think I have prepared myself for the worst and I am hoping that things will work out well like so many of you are reporting. I am kind of having an awakening that the world is really only standing still for me in my brain. Life is going on all around me! I was thinking that I would have all this time to "prepare" and "let go" of things, but no..,.gotta keep on keeping on. I struggle a little bit with that...I'm 3 days pre-op now. I write and then look up at a sign on my desk..."It's never too late to live happily ever after". How great is that?!

No one is looking out for you like you. You have to do what is necessary for truth and happiness and fulfillment. You are right...his loss. We are all here to start a NEW life! Keep your focus.

Thanks you guys. Really. I need to focus. Keep my priorities straight. Only 'some' things are really in my control. I can only do what I can do. I will put all my efforts into managing what I can and letting the rest sit in the background for a bit. Surely it isn't going anywhere

You make my day! I may have to get one just to have half the fun you are!

A new beginning. That's what I get because I finally found the guts to ask. To admit. Like a addict. If I don't get some professional help, this is only going to get worse. I asked for a chance to get it together. It seems as if the sleeve is a sort of self inflicted intervention on myself. Don't follow the program, you will pay. One way or another. Why it has to be this way, I do not know, but it does. I have no control. I love food. I loved working in great restaurants in hotels for 20 years. I love the wine, the dessert, the adventure, the spices, the KITCHENS! I love the Food Network, the diners, the dives! I guess I might be well served to think of it as "I've certainly had my fun". Maybe that's it...I'll need to look to enjoy my new fun. I hope exercise becomes fun. I do have my dogs and Lord knows they'd probably be willing to walk as long as I ever wanted. I think someday I'd like to do yoga I am soooo getting ahead of myself. I need to get through this last 'anticipation' week before all that. Get my things organized. Wrap up my work at work. Create a healing environment at home. Yeah, I'll concentrate on that to start.

I am May 8t! I think I'm starting to obsess a bit. Very excited, but still nervous...eeekk!

I thank you all for the supportive words. I think I might have to lean here a little bit from time to time. I am finding that it may be quite possible to become a real pain in the ass to my family as I start this real inward focus. I will not, however, apologize. They will have to adjust just as I did with all of them through the years. My turn!!

May 8th, here I come! I had my pre-ops today and also feel like now it's really real! I am excited and hope I don't drive people crazy around me