prettysleeved1

I just think they should ask where the person wants to sit. I've never had a problem with booths, even at my heaviest and to automatically assume that since someone is large they need a table could be seen as offensive as well. I prefer booths for the privacy.

Uhm...no and I certainly hope you asked for her manager and/or wrote corporate about it.

You'll know; especially when you get to eat real food. Trust me. Aside from the sensation that you'll hurl if you eat another bite, you might have serious back pain (I do). It radiates and I start belching up food and spitting it out. It has only happened to me once and I hope to never experience it again. I didn't eat too much but I ate too fast and had to stop halfway through.

Well, yesterday I had some hot sauce on my chicken and it didn't bother me at all. Then again, I'm a spice eater from way back.

Friday I managed to get in almost 70 grams of Protein. My Breakfast was about 3 oz. of ground turkey for 14.7g of protein My lunch was three egg whites and about 2.5 ounces of ground turkey for around 25.5g of protein (it took me hours to finish this meal) My dinner was 2oz of carving board turkey for about 12 g. of protein My snack was half of an ISS Cookies n' Cream Protein shake for 16g of protein That gave me 68.2g of protein and about 432 calories for the day. What helped me that day was 1) waking up earlier so that I had more time to get it in and 2) I'm getting back into my normal exercise routine so my digestion is accelerated. I'm weaning myself off shakes as well, although mine are tasty.

I wasn't.

If you can't do it, you can't do it. You'll just have to find another to reach your goal or accept what you're working with.

^^^I agree with that. I don't know why a doctor's office would give a patient a date without knowing if they have the approval of the insurance company. I think it can be a set-up for a let-down.

You can try Amino Fuel by Twinlab. I think 1TBSP is 15g of protein.

I was on a similar path at 11 days post-op. I could have full liquids and stuff like baby food though. Now that I'm rolling into the third week, I'm eating eggs, ground turkey, sliced turkey, chicken, etc...

If tuna works, stick with tuna. I've found that I just have to take my time if I am going to get the protein I need and wean off of protein shakes. Today I had three egg whites but it took me well over an hour to finish them. I'd eat, feel sated, wait a while and eat again. I need the protein to keep up with my activities. Don't rush it. You can always come back to it later.

NO! C-Sections are open and I ended up having to wear a very tight binder because it hurt me to sneeze, laugh, cough, belch...everything. What was the worst for me was that I was nearly incapacitated for 6-weeks (doctor's orders) so even though the pain had nearly disappeared, I still wasn't able to do what I needed to do. With the VSG, I was up walking the same day.

Maybe if you eat your meals more slowly that will help.

Well, I haven't tried it since surgery but before surgery a few cubes would fill me up (probably because of the water) to the point where I'd have a stomachache.

My husband was required to use that and NuLytely (or something like that) before his RNY.

Is there room to get them altered down to your current size? That's what I've been thinking about lately because I have some stuff that I'd rather get altered than throw away. Edit: Just re-read and saw where you didn't think you could get them altered. You should take them in just to make sure.

He should wait until you feel healed enough to engage. That's why he has hands. The good news is that he's a boyfriend, not a husband. If you feel you can't put up with him, you can solve that problem with a simple "goodbye."

First things first: I'm two weeks post-op today and feeling better everyday. This past Saturday we went to the mall and walked around for about an hour, went to the grocery store, and then ran some other errands. I felt pretty good minus the Texas heat (106 degrees). I'm still experiencing some left-side pain and I've stopped taking the Hydrocodone because it's not doing anything anyway. Inspite of that, last night, I did sleep completely on my stomach for about 4 hours and it wasn't too bad. Today I had an unseasoned egg white. That was a new experience because I'm not used to eating food without seasoning but I figured that was the safest way to go for now. As for the numbers, I am down 29 pounds since surgery and 40 total (I lost 11lbs. pre-op). I attribute that to a couple of things but namely just having some pep in my step and trying to find some way to move around and do the most intense exercise I can do within my doctor's guidelines. My go to protein shake is 220 calories and 32g of protein. During the full liquids stage (first two weeks after surgery), I got about two of those down each day. Of course, it took all day long to do so but where there's a will, there's a way. On to more pressing topics.... When I decided to consider having this procedure, I signed up on a popular WLS blog just to glean some information from individuals who had undergone this procedure. Some of the input was good, and some of it was rather asinine. But, what I did notice was an underlying air of unnecessary desperation. Before I get into this, I want to let anyone who may be reading this know that "mascot" in this case means someone who is the embodiment of negative stereotypes assessed to a group of people. With that said, I was surprised at how many individuals on the WLS boards take on the role of a mascot when it comes to overweight/obese individuals. WLS boards appear to be littered with tales of people who hide Hershey Bars in the closet, don't go out in public, cry themselves to sleep, lament about never having tried out for the volleyball team, didn't go to their high school reunion, can't get a date, don't play with their children, etc....I sometimes read these tragic stories and wonder how and why people end up like that just because of their weight. When I look back at my upbringing, I am so grateful that my parents did not allow us to use our physical appearance and how society may feel about it as a way out of participating in life. I've never been thin. I was always the tallest one and I always had extra weight. But, my parents taught me that I can do anything I want to do. Never once did it cross my mind to not try out for the swim team because of my weight. I was good, why wouldn't I try out? Never once did it occur to me to not sign up for summer Track and Field because of my weight. Never once did it cross my mind to not go to the prom because of my weight. Never once did it cross my mind to lock myself in my house because of my weight. Never once did it occur to me that I should be meek, apologetic, or sad because of my weight. If anything, it was a badge of honor knowing that I was setting an example for other people letting them know that just because you have extra weight on you doesn't mean that you can't excel at sports, go to the prom, date a cute guy, speak up for yourself and all of the other things that unbeknownst to me are supposed to be reserved for people who are height/weight proportionate. This concerns be more because I truly believe that you pass your junk onto your progeny. This became clear to me when I taught Kindergarten. There was an obese child in my class and her mother was obese. The mother had the same tragic thing going on where she only left the house to pick her children up from school because she was embarrassed about her weight (yes, she told me this). On field day, her daughter, a born chatterbox, sat out of every single event by pretending that she needed to tie her shoe. I watched her stand at the start line and by the time the school secretary got to "set", she would bend down, untie her shoe and slowly tie it back up so that by the time she was done, the race was over. We all knew why she was doing it. The saddest part is that at 5 years-old, she had already learned that because of her weight, she should automatically exclude herself from the same privileges of childhood in which every other child gets to partake. Repeat: exclude herself. None of us told her she couldn't participate. None of the games had a weight limit. She placed the limit on herself. That was 4 years ago. I can only hope that in 15 years, she won't be someone who is steeped in regret about what they never did in life because she was/is overweight. As I read through the WLS sites, my long-held thoughts on the matter are confirmed. I read posts and wonder when the individual learned to limit themselves because of their weight and who taught them to do so. To me, it's a tragedy to be 25, 30, 40+ and never have lived out anything you wanted to do because of how much you weigh. We all get down about something every now and then, but to stay down for an extended period of time, that's where it becomes troublesome. So instead of waiting until you're at your preferred weight or until you can wear a size __ to do what you want to do, know you can do, would like to try to do, would like to learn to do, do it now.

Um, I think it's a normal biological function to be hungry since we have to eat to live. My surgeon never told me that I'd never be hungry again. Maybe it's the type of food you're eating or dehydration which is commonly mistaken for hunger.

OP, who's you're doctor? I had my psych consult with Dr. Ashmore as well.

I'm a runner and Champion has always done me well in terms of sports bras. Sometimes, you can even catch a good special. Have them send you a catalog.

Yup.

I'm two weeks out and I still have some pain on my left side. It'll go away gradually day-by-day. A heating pad has worked wonders for me.

Hey! Thanks for the reply. Nothing in life is promised to us-life isn't even promised to us- and when I read people post stuff like, "when I lose all my weight, I'm going to wear jeans and heels and strut my stuff" all I can think is, "what if you die before then?" You would never get to wear jeans and heels and strut just because you thought you were too fat to do it now. Life is entirely too short and fleeting to leave a list of unaccomplished desires that you were fully capable of accomplishing in the time you had.

Not really when you realize it's not 4 pounds of fat but water, food, gasses, etc... I look at it like this: I'm not trying to lose weight. I'm trying to lose fat. So the scale, while a tool that can measure fat, measures everything else as well and cannot give me a 100% accurate story of my overall body composition.