Shelleymb

My band was pretty tight in the first tri, I had to have 1cc removed.

It's been so long since I've even signed on to this site, I didn't like the change. But I kept changing myself! I am down 73 pounds and at a bit of a road block... because I'm PREGNANT! I'm 17 weeks pregnant and now my weight is creeping up a little bit. I had to have a cc removed from my band because I was so sick in the first trimester. It's crazy, it's been 11 months and I don't know what to write. ANY questions for me? I need to get into the flow of things again! Shelley

I am a DOD worker and travel to Japan for TDY. I have yet to travel there since being banded bu I spoke to my surgeon about it and she said she would help me find a reputable surgeon for fills. I'm sure you could do the same.

I am about half way to my goal and my confidence level has gone up. I am engaged to the love of my life who just got lapband himself a week ago. But men treat me differently and it's fun to flirt with my new body. I love it.

Same thing happened to me. I had to change insurance. I would talk to your hr and see what your options are.

Pony on top of your head, then braid e pony, then wrap in a bun. It seems like a lot, but that's how I controlled my hair when it was long for sleeping, swimming and tanning

Don't worry, on day 4 of my preop diet I had a Doritos loco cool ranch taco.... But I did good all the other days

Crunches and a pinch. I freaked out at my first fill, but then I felt like an idiot when it was all done.

I just ate a small steak tonight. Top sirloin, well done and I just chewed. I didn't get stuck at all. I think medium well would have been fine, but anything less than that I don't think it would "crumble" as we'll while chewing. I say do it. Just chew.

I don't even know how to begin to describe my day... it's been a pretty good one. How about I just walk you through it. 4:20am: My alarm goes off informing me that I have 5 minutes to get out of bed. "Don't tell me how to live my life alarm... I do me." I spend the next 4 minutes contemplating skipping the gym since I have been working so hard lately. I deserve a break right? 4:24am: I check my daily horoscope. 4:25am: So I get up, realizing the only that is holding me back from success is me. The only thing that has held me back for the last 20+ years has always been me. I am my own maker. So I get out of bed and head to the bathroom. 4:27am: I pull out the scale. I know that I shouldn't be doing this, that I should wait. But on Sunday I weighed myself after a 4 day weekend from work and knew that I could have done better and weighed myself at my parent's house and saw that I had gained 3 pounds. No sirree! This is a one way express to the new me, so I decided there and then it was go time. That I was failing my band when all it was trying to do was fulfill its destiny. To save my life. So now I've decided to weigh myself at least once a week to make sure I'm at least heading in the right direction. So this morning when I got on the scale... what did I see you may ask?? Pa dow! That's what I saw. Under 260! Haven't seen that in about a year and a half! 4:28am: Run screaming from the bathroom and jump onto Ty who is completely asleep. Tell him the news and watch him have an internal struggle of trying to show happiness for me and not punch me in the face for screaming and jumping on him at 4:30 in the morning. 5:00am: Get to the gym and jump on the treadmill. I chose the treadmill because I am doing a 30 day fitness photo challenge on instagram (Follow me! Shell_LB) and today's picture is supposed to be of "Calories Burned" So away I went. 5:42am: Then this happen.... FML right? What are ya gonna do? Fast forward to talking to my best friend who moved 3000 miles away from me to get married. Boo. She is having trouble get motivated to work out and eat right, so I just told her what I was doing. And how it is so helpful. All the journaling, food logs, counting, working out. ACCOUNTABLITY. This is part of conversation. Welcome to my life... And now I am at work... blogging.... I should win employee of the year! After work (hour and a halfish) I'm going to Costco for a few things, then River fitness Boot Camp. Gotta get that booty in shape. My Goal is 250 by the end of June... I may need to come up with a new goal. ;D

Hi! My name is Shelley, and you are not alone! I was crazy obsessed before my surgery. I even went over my data plan on my phone checking this site. I researched and researched to make sure I knew everything. Then finally I thought I was going crazy. I had so much pent up energy and anexiety over it that I would cry at night. So this is what I did... my suggestions to you are: -Pintrest I pretty much planned my entire wedding in a month to make myself stay off this site more than twice a day. And my wedding isn't until July 2014. -Pintrest again, but instead of researching the band. Research and pin the life you're going to have after the band. Focus on farther down the road. I have a whole board on pintrest of clothes and fashions that I want to be able to wear when I get to my goal weight. Pictures that I want to have taken, because you know you're gonna want a photo session when you hit goal. -Library I went to my local library and found a book that I hadn't read since highschool. Then I found other books to read. And it helped. I found memoirs from overweight girls, which were interesting. -Arts & Crafts I made a "Journey Journal" I covered a composition notebook in inspiring pictures and quotes and started writing information that was going to help me along the way. (I can send you pictures if you like to get a jist of what it is) You just have to figure out a way to distract yourself, cause after surgery, when you are in pain, you're going to ask yourself... "Why did I want to rush this?" (Don't worry, it's worth it, but you'll still probably ask yourself that.) I hope this was helpful! -Shelley

My oh my, it has been a long minutes since I have posted anything. It's hard for me to come to this site now as much as I did before I was banded. I think I used this site as a distraction from the waiting for surgery. Now that I'm banded I am distracted by the fact that this is a lifetime commitment to change and dedication. Figuring out what works for me, what doesn't work. How to find a substitute for the things that I can't stand and for things to feel somewhat normal to me. After my first fill I was a bit upset that my band is now half full and I'm not even two months into my journey. And while explaining my feelings to Ty he calmly looked at me and said, "You're going to have to make it work. It's not like they are going to go in and remove your band to replace it with a bigger one. It's a shitty mistake but you didn't like surgery, so now make it work." And he's right. Surgery was pretty much the most traumatic thing I have ever done in my life and I would be plenty happy never doing it again. But for the good things; -My old clothes are starting to fit -I'm getting stronger at the gym -I was invited to join a masters swim team * not sure if I'm ready, they are swimming about double the amount of yards that I swim currently :/ * -Running my first 5k of the year this Sunday... maybe... it might rain and it's the color run. That doesn't really mix well. To follow me better find me on instagram, I post pictures daily! Screen name: Shell_lb

It was interesting.... It was most definitely a PINCH... A long pinch. I found out that I have a 10cc band, and after surgery I had 4cc in it. They added another 1cc today. I'm nervous because my band is now half full and I have only just beginning my journey..... Well, bed time. Up to swim in the early am. Oh! I got weighed today. I'm 265! Good enough loss for me. Happy losing everyone and the weekend is close on us!

I don't have kids, but there are only 3 people who know I was banded, the rest of my family thinks I had an appendectomy. They bought it. Same scars and all

Just a check point post... The last few days have been pretty frustrating. I felt out of control with my eating, craving foods that I know I shouldn't have been eating, and things that I have been doing fine without... but I could not get enough chocolate. And the internal and external arguments that I had with myself were getting old. But sadly I ate things I know I shouldn't be eating unless on a special occasion. But I would make myself work out harder and more often, which I think is an eating disorder on it's own, but whatevs. I figured out what was wrong last night, it was the week before my TOM and I got it last night before working out. For some reason I guess I convinced myself that that issue would go away after getting lapband. I'm an idiot. But as the day has been going on today, I don't crave chocolate nearly as much, which is a good thing. Been doing well on working out, swimming 3 times a week. 2 aqua boot camps a week. 3 crossfit work outs a week and a zumba class or 2 and then it's Sunday and I lay around and watch tv. Love it. Measured myself at my month post op and I have lost a total of 9 3/8 inches overall. I still haven't weighed myself yet. I'll find that out on the 25th when I go in for my first fill, which I need desperately. It's taking more and more food to make myself feel satisfied, and it's only holding me over for a max of 3 hours before I start having to barging with myself. "If you wait 30 more minutes, you can have a granola bar.' "you're not going to die" but then it sounds like there is a pod of whales in my stomach and I normally give in at that point. But that's about it for now, other than that, not much going on... just living the dream I guess. Happy losing everyone. Shell

I keep getting mixed signals about bananas. My family says they are the worst fruit for you, but my theory is, a fruit is a fruit. And I like that it makes me feel full for many hours, and I only ate half. Do you eat bananas regularly? My plan is to eat half a banana in the am around 4:45 before working out to hold me over until my real breakfast when I get to work which is Greek yogurt.

So I bought new jeans last night, I am a size down... actually a size and a half. I got into a pair of 18 jeans, buttoned them up and got the zipper up. But that doesn't mean that I should be wearing them. I have a No Muffin Top policy. It doesn't bother me to buy the size up to insure that the jeans fit the way that they are meant to. But I bought the 18s along with the size 20 that fits the way that it should, because the sale was pretty good. Silver jeans aren't cheap and I got them for buy one get one half off, so instead of paying $100 each It came out to about $75, which is a come up! And now I have a better judgment of my shrinking size since I don't weigh myself anymore. I fell like if I continue to work out the way that I have been, then the jeans will fit in a month or less. And for the people who will read this and think I'm crazy for buying 100 dollar jeans, I will tell you this. More expensive clothes fit the way that they are supposed to. The cheaper you buy, the worse the fit and the more alterations you will have to do if you want them to fit the way that they should. But, I will add, I take good care of my clothes, so I can sell them afterwards. I normally get upward of 50 dollars for each of my jeans because they are sturdy enough not to wear through the thighs. And when I buy dresses or going out shirts, I don't mind spending a lot, even though I'm only going to wear it once, because I always end up selling it for about what I paid for it. I had a different breakfast this morning and it rocked my world. English Muffin with peanut butter and strawberries. So glad it wasn't yogurt. I'M SO OVER YOGURT! Had my first Stuck moment yesterday during lunch. It was horrific. I was in public... with my sister... who doesn't know I had wls... so I told her I was choking a little. I couldn't get it to come up, so I drank water. I never want that to happen again. And the moment I swallowed the food I knew I had effed up. And I did. And this is why I will wait another month to eat a sandwhich. Happy losing everyone. The weekend is close! Shelley

This is going to be pretty random, I apologize in advance. Went swimming this morning with my sister and my cousin. My sister doesn't know that I had wls but my cousin does, she's actually the one that took me to the hospital on the day of the surgery. Anyway, my cousin told me that I was losing weight () but that my boobs have gotten smaller (D:) It's only a small set back because Ty told me that after I am done having kids, he will go to Japan and save a bunch of money and then I get a boob job ( :D) I haven't weighed myself in about 2 weeks. I'm slightly curious as to how much I weigh, but more curious on if I can buy new jeans. I am going to the mall to buy a new pair on Friday. Hoping I have moved down a size in the jean department. I know that I have lost an inch or so on my upper body because my jacket fits looser. So I didn't make a lunch for today. I try to prepare my lunch the night before, especially the night before I'm going to be waking up earlier to go swimming, but last night I was nauseated and I couldn't figure out what to make for lunch. Nothing sounded good at the time, and now besides my breakfast, my lunch bag was empty. I mean I can go buy something, but it was just disheartening to know that I was nauseated for some reason and that it affected the sound of food for the next day. I also have decided that I need to figure out some other breakfast because I am getting tired of yogurt. But it's just so much protein and I know that I need it, but it's becoming a chore to choke it down. I think I am going to start looking into some sort of frozen breakfast thing that I can start switching out with the yogurt. Maybe do every other day yogurt. I've been working out a lot, which is good I guess, but it seems like all I do every day is work, workout, and sleep. Does anyone else feel this way? How much is the norm for working out in the beginning? Ugh... it's only Wednesday, bring on the weekend.