DeLarla

Kare isn't a real person. She's my alter ego. I just made up her screen name. KARE, you are the only person in the whole world that I've run into so far that remembers the Schick Center. Sure, they remember the Schick Smoking Centers, but you and I must have been the only two victims in the food department. No matter how bad it sounds what Kare went through, it was 100 times worse. Kare, did you get a variety of counselors during your treatments? Some were kind, but I had this one big fat German woman named Hilda or Comrad or something who was just awful. She had me crying my eyes out, so I ran out of the room, puked, then got in my car and nearly crashed through heaving sobs and tears. Then some dude at a bus stop was opening up a Snicker's Bar and I puked on the side of the road. When I walked in the house I nearly fainted. It was really, really awful. Fish emulsion. You just can't truly appreciate the beauty of fish emulsion unless you've been there. Oh, it was just awful.

"Somewhere" just doesn't cut it for me, so where was that beautiful mountain? Why retire perfectly good jammies?

Felicia, that seems like a lot of pressure. Just stay logged into LBT here all day and we'll cheer you on. Grab a bucket of water and a long rubber hose that leads through the whole house so you'll always be sipping. Good luck.

Since we're on the subject, I need to toss these two sweet treats out. Sounds gross, but someone offered me them both and they are so yummy! 1. Cut big fluffy marshmellows in quarters with scissors. Line a baking tray with Ritz and put one bit of marshmellow on each cracker, then bake till the marshmellows get brown and poofy. 2. Use butter frosting (homemade is best) and frost graham crackers, then break in quarter sections and freeze. 3. Use regular Pillsberry Dough. Make a hole in the center and shape like donuts, then deep fry till brown and poofy, then sprinkle with sugar. I must have PMS. Band. What Band?

Kare, was that cut in three pieces long ways or short ways? Wow, I could add a sliced strawberry and really blow their minds!

Just do your best. I didn't have to do the liquid fast, but I was told to stick to a low cal diet beforehand. I crashed n' burned. I hated admitting it to my surgeon in fear he wouldn't operate, but he was very forgiving and said the Band would help me.

Me too. I take a pill every morning. It makes losing harder, but at least I lost a nice amount with the Band.

Thanks for starting this... I need to make up poo-poo platter items as promised for the Vegas Bash, but I'm making that buffalo chicken dip now! Can we add some finger foods, please? Meatballs and hearty things to fill up little bands?

Trish, can I bold hubby, too?

This whole thing is going down just just 12 miles from my crazy mother. If I come, can I bring her to the dinner? For those that know me, I'm joking. It's a mean joke, too!

I wish I could grow flowers like I grow chin hairs. That's one thing DeLarla has never had the knack for. Next year after I'm fabulously on my way to being debt free, I'm going to re-hire our old landscapers. I have a cute house with a very failing garden issue, and I'd love to have flowers like those. Heck, I'll save the landscaping bill and fly one of you fab women out here to make my house pretty.

We had a rotten start to our trip - the cabin staff gave us directions that took us 2 hours out of our way. Boy oh boy, was Chris mad (huge truck towing 1000 pounds of $30k Harley lost in canyons, not good.) He was so tired & stressed that we couldn't rent the pontoon, so we rode to Big Bear Choppers to register for the poker run, where we got stranded for 2 hours during the worst hail storm the staff ever saw. Well, I wasn't about to let anything else ruin my really f-d up day, so I started dancing in the pouring rain. Someone kept taking pics of the crazy woman dancing in the street, and they later told me they would be posted at the rally website. That ought to be pretty. By the time the storm passed, we were so frustrated that we took a cab TO THE BAR, DAMN IT. What's that thing they say about not mixing booze with anger? This is WILLY the bartender, so you know he got us damn drunk (blame it on Willy.)

I've never met the guy, but I've never seen one negative peep about him here. I've seen tons of threads about him though. He, his staff, and his facility always get top ratings in everything I've ever read.

"The wrinkles must be under those pink glasses" I wear the pink glasses to hide the wrinkles! And I'm not so sure that I'm brave, I just think I'm having a midlife crisis. I turned 40, had weightloss surgery, bought a Harley (an orange one at that,) dyed half my hair blonde and shaved the other half off and started a business selling adult toys. Can somebody please pass me the hormone pills before I pierce my nose?

Electrical shock treatment. But I won't go into details since there's already a thread like this started where I poured my guts out.

I bolded all the confirmed folks so far, but not many people have seen this thread. I'm 99% positive on some people, but I'll wait for them to say for sure. Plus there's still a month left for last-minuters and for Princess and the Pea to sneak away here!

I think we all felt that way at some point. But tons of us already tried Nutrisystem and many other expensive and useless diets. Save your money and be patient. Just my opinion.

Jackson Pratt Bulbs? Please 'splain. I'll try to call you tonight. I can't wait to see before and afters! Congrads to you. This is awesome.

I had to fly back to Mexico for emergency port removal. Dr. Kuri was wonderful, but all the Mexican doctors work out of a variety of facilities. The place I was at looked like it doubled for the DMV. Nobody asked me for any identification. A very sweet nun came and took me to Kuri, who took a peek at my wound then got me into the operating room. Even though the surgery suite had 2 doorways, neither one of them had doors, so anyone walking around the halls could sneeze (or worse) practically into your open surgical site. Kuri was wonderful, but scary things go on in TJ. Chicks sexing it up with burrows for the price of a few pesos, but the government allows it, for example. Federales pull Americans over, and either you bribe them with cash or you go to jail. Don't be fooled just because you have a really great surgeon because the fact remains that you're still in Tijuana, Mexico.

I can't believe I'm not staring in that show! I need to get some headshots done and move back to Hollywood... that's right up my alley! Glad to know the bitch was turned into CPS on Grey's Anatomy. It's sad that lots of parents are really like that, too.

Sorry I haven't had a chance to return your call, but I was suprised with two teenagers. Their parents left for 4 days, so I'm an instant mom. I'll try calling you tonight, but GREAT to hear from you.

Consider it a growing experience and make new friends. If they were real friends, they'd still be around.

By the way, Vine, I went to school in Hollywood. When I say "TV" it automatically means I'm talking in fairytale!

When I flew to Mexico for my original surgery, I had to wait for another patient coming from another flight. I kept looking out for an obese woman, when this "chubby" very attractive woman approached. I thought she was the patient coordinator and was shocked that she'd have WLS to lose 30 pounds. I later learned she freaked out in the operating room and refused to go through with it, but then later they talked her into it. We exchanged numbers, but she never responded to any of my contacts. Someone posted on another thread (the one about Mexican and experiences) that they didn't think anything like this could happen in real life, but I think it could. I'm almost sure it will now, as if that show was publicity for rich anorexic teens with access to cash and weekends in Mexico. Scares me.

It's all so perplexing, so I'm looking forward to hearing what your doc reports. Let us know soon, okay?