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Jessie, may I ask...what are your measurements? I mean that in a nice way. No numbers needed. Are you getting smaller measurement-wise? Are your clothes getting too big? The tape tells the story clearer than the scale.

That's the spirit! You sound like me when I started. And, by golly, I made it happen. I also realized the need for support...and got it. I'd bet the farm on you!

I have been on this forum for ages it seems and have seen this question from many different people in different ways. It amazes me how our bodies are virtually alike but respond in such unpredictable and various ways. 10 pounds could mean a lot of different things. Metabolisms must adjust, fat goes down..muscle goes up, and unknown to anyone factors in our mind boggling complex bodies could be the culprit. If you compare yourself with super-fast losers 10 pounds is slow. In your case, given your set of circumstances and your body chemistry it could be ahead of schedule. The preponderance of scientific data would suggest that if you keep doing the right thing for long enough, the excess fat will come off. Even a slow train reaches it's destination.

WLS grants one a relatively rapid acquisition of power. Improved health, strength, attractiveness, all expose the nature of your character. It is similar to winning the lottery, ...what are you going to with all of this new freedom? During my descent from mount obesity I had to consider who and what I really am. All of the identity factors afforded by my fat had to be dumped....no more hiding, no excuses for inactivity, no more feeling unattractive. My body took the back seat, my liberated personality took over. I had to decide what I wanted to be. Lottery winners are notorious for destroying themselves. Too much power and freedom from the stress that defines them leaves them without direction. Now they have the means to drown themselves. The ones that survive have a sense of self that allows them to fight off the excesses...they do what they think is right to do and save themselves from the pitfalls in the realm of what they could do. I suggest you take your reducing time to discover the inner you. Find peace with yourself, make friends with yourself. Liking yourself is the key to many treasure rooms. If you learn to like yourself you will find that others will join you in the feeling.

Any food that finds it's way into my mouth is a goner. Ya can't go back out the same door ya came in.

Good for you! The other day I was doing laundry and for a minute I couldn't tell if the jeans I was looking at were mine or my wife's. We are both much smaller and the clothes seem so tiny. I believe this is the best way to save on laundry detergent!

I turned up the exercise in those months which contributed greatly to my downsizing. Muscles up, fat down, smiles abounding.

Fiddleman, I actually like everything on Oprah's list. I am especially fond of agave nectar and dark honey. I have a friend who gets his stevia shipped from South America somewhere. I am nuts about blackstrap molasses but it is sometimes hard to find. When all else fails I have my wife stick her finger in my coffee, she's mighty sweet.

Got my daughter, granddaughters, wife, and cats: Tigger, Cleocatra, and Jumping Jack Flash, watching Dick Clark's Rockin' New Years. Had take out Chinese, coffee from the Kuerig, watching a sub-standard rapper, (according to my granddaughter). Come on 2014 , I don't sweat you! Edit: Oops, should have said Richard Clark.....

You think like me, SandeeD. I used my surgery to test people, see what they are made of, friends and strangers. My friends, I am glad to say, came through with loyalty and understanding. I told the strangers because of a morbid curiosity I have about the nature of people who attack what they don't understand. They didn't disappoint me either.

jashantee, all of those things are possibilities for you. Most them will take great effort but I sense that you are up to the challenge. Before surgery, I was a sick, obese, tired old man. I am still old, older, but no longer sick, obese or tired. I just spent the day with a guy in his 30's shoveling gravel and moving bricks for 6 hours. He honestly acted and looked more tired than I did. I am 65. I am more capable now in many areas than before. It is a life changer if you make it so. Go get 'em!

Unstoppable lady! Getting it done! Congratulations!

I am 65 now and I was 63 when I got my sleeve. Best thing I've done in a long time. It was like going back in time. The time we have left is precious, might as well spend it strong and healthy. I am now.

Thanks, Alex! I am honored to be a partner in the mission of this great forum. Thank you for establishing this repository of vital information and support. May it continue many years and positively affect many lives.

I am moving this to the Florida forum. I like gratitude. Kidding. Hilarious!

I feel privileged that as a man I can empathize with menopause somewhat. During cancer treatment I was infused with Lupron, a hormone treatment designed to retard testosterone. Subsequently, I went through many night sweats and, most disturbing, weird mood swings. Crying because of toilet paper commercials is less than manly. I am glad I discontinued that emasculation nightmare. May your time be uneventful.

That about covers the rules. I would say that spiciness is sometimes a factor and I find that I can eat more in the morning. I must say that vomiting with the sleeve is much less violent than before. My experience with the flu and from my drinking days left my abdomen sore and it dragged on too long. With the sleeve it's out and over. My sleeve, which I call "The Bouncer", gets his job done quickly.

Welcome to the newcomers! My wife got the RNY and I was sleeved later. We helped each other through the downs, stalls, and ups. We have both passed goal and do not miss the combined 245 pounds that came between us. Our hugs are now real hugs not just belly bumps.

I like this guy! Well, there goes the rubber hamburger rib. Itching powder?

Since they are mostly grown up I would be dead honest with them and tell them directly your goals as well as the advantages and risks of the surgery. You don't need to feel guilty. They will benefit from the new you. You could enlist their help, helping you would make them feel better.

RJ, Buy a rubber hamburger, any novelty website. Cut it in half, put it in the half he is sure to grab. Won't solve your problem but would be fun.

Darn! Sorry that happened to you. My dizzy spells and low blood pressure attacks were due to dehydration. This occurred before Sleeving and had some connection with chemotherapy which I was going through. Hope all is well!

Don't eat something harmful. You could harm yourself. Be smart. Depending on what you want to eat you could go the ER.

My favorite: http://www.amazon.com/Now-Foods-Protein-Isolate-10-Pound/dp/B000MAK59O

Beat this kid ...if you can..no prizes...just bragging... Baby Titus and his grandma, my niece: Titus in an ad made by my daughter for a clinic: Yup, he was born with that head of hair, I nicknamed him...Baby Samson...