LipstickLady

Hell. I drive 35 minutes to get to mine. He doesn't even kiss me goodbye on my way out of the door, either.

I've been having a torrid love affair with a man named Joe. Trader Joe.

Oh lordy! I didn't even see that. Strike everything I said. Hold my advice for post op liquid diet. EEEEEK! Pre-op I was allowed one yogurt a day, two Protein shakes and one lean meat and veggie dinner. I definitely wasn't allowed Gatorade unless you are drinking G2. Sorry about that!

That's exactly what happens when a woman gets pregnant/gives birth. It's amazing how many things are affected by the shift in your weight and your balance. Be careful!! You will find your center again.

I can't get in over 700-800 calories now and that's GREAT day. I average 400-600 on a normal basis.

My NUT removed the cream of potato option (along with the mashed potatoes I was allowed on pureed) when I was allowed to start my soft foods. The caloric intake is so low at the beginning that any calories were better than no calories. A week or three of carby soup (and really, how much could we really take in) was a few hundred calories a day MAX. I do miss mashed potatoes and gravy a little. MMmmmmm....

On top of the above, I was allowed SF pudding, greek yogurt, cream of potato soup (and any other cream soup).

Sip. Your swallows are too big. I am 3 months post op and I still can't take a full swallow of liquid without a thick pain in my chest followed by a need to burp. When I do, a bit of liquid comes back up. If I sip, there is no problem. Now, I can only sip a few ounces at a time, then I have to give it a few minutes before I do it again. I am slower than most in my progress, so hopefully you will not be where I am at three months out. That said, what you are describing is too big of gulps, IMO.

Yikes! Best wishes on a speedy recovery.

You won't bust a staple with water. If it doesn't hurt, drink it.

How about you just come over to my house and cook?

I get a runny nose, too. Unfortunately, it's after one bite too many.

Now that sounds disgusting. HA! Any recipes for butter chicken or palak paneer? I've never cooked Indian food but I do love to eat it. I love to cook, though, so I am willing to give it a try. I have a client who is Indian and she is always trying to "fatten" me up. (As if I need that!) She makes this vegetable stew that is to die for and I don't even like cooked veggies. She has no recipes, and whenever I ask, she takes it as a hint to cook me up a huge box of food. I love her, but she is too generous for her own good. :wub:

Oh my gawd!!! That sounds so yummy! All that work for me to be able to eat maybe an ounce or two? Sounds totally worth it. I will mourn the na'an, though...

So, I seem to be on a mini stall right at my three month post op mark which seems to be a trend around these parts. I have been losing and gaining the same pound for the last ten days, and my loss for the last 30 days is "only" about 8 pounds. My clothes are getting a wee bit looser but nothing significant. This slow loss certainly isn't what I signed up for when I chose to have WLS because I just knew I was going to be one of those people who loses 20-30 pounds a month, blah blah blah. I've lost more than this on WWs the gazillion times I've done that program. GEEZ LOUISE!!! That said, I am having HUGE mental NSV each and every day!! I am still tracking my food every day even though my efforts aren't being rewarded on the scale. I am still finishing up my 10k steps every day. I am still excited to get on the scale every morning (yes, I am one of THOSE) and I love the number I see even when it goes up .2 or .4 from the day before. And best of all? I can't quit!!! I am no longer able to use my stall as an excuse to eat everything in the fridge. My day is no longer being planned around stopping at my favorite restaurant for those yummy onion rings or most excellent fajitas. I no longer feel the need to plan out each meal in excruciating detail only to blow it all with an unplanned stop for ice cream. (And y'all know THAT deal, once you've blown it for the day, you might as well "start over" tomorrow. Or Monday.) This restriction thing is the BOMB DIGGITY!! I know it won't last forever but I do know it's teaching me to eat the right food first and it's getting me out of the habit of living to eat. I love my sleeve. I know I am still a "honey-mooner" and I don't care!! I am not living for the future, I am living for the now, and I am going to enjoy every single minute of this journey because I want to. Another really cool revelation? (This was something my 15 year old pointed out to me yesterday. Love that girl!!!) We were at a consignment shop yesterday picking out some items to get me through the fall. I made a large stack of tops and with each selection, I would hold it up and ask my kids if I liked this one. (This one? This one?) Finally, my daughter looked at me, told me to PLEASE REALIZE that I am no longer severely limited in my choices because of my size and reminded me that I no longer had to settle on clothes just because they met two criteria - they fit and they weren't hideous. (And OH LORD, as I cleaned out my closet last week, I noted that I missed on that last bit of criteria many times.) The choices I have now are UH-MAY-ZING!!!! Not only can I shop at almost any store, but I actually have to look at the items and figure out what size I am. I might be an XL, I might be a large and kick me in the junk and call me a cheese doodle, but I bought two tops in MEDIUM yesterday. WHUCK!?!?! Granted they were cardigans, but who the funk cares, they were beautiful and they were MEDIUM!!! Oh my good gawd, ladies and gents. I am in heaven. I seriously am.

Are you taking an acid blocker? Excess acid mimics hunger and that might be the key to what you are feeling.

We will get there! I won't say that when doesn't matter, but if it takes a long time, we might as well enjoy it along the way.

Absolutely! Happiness is a choice I'm choosing all day long.

I love love love your victories. I, too, get so excited when I notice that I am sitting comfortably with my legs crossed. I giggle like a loon when I walk past the women's department and into the ladies'. I bounced up and down for a few minutes when I realized I could fit my handbag next to me on my movie theater seat AND my daughter's on the other side of me. It's thrilling to be comfortable in a booth at a restaurant, no longer having my boobs sitting on the table like a bib, just waiting for food to fall on top of them. And when a strange man gives me a double look and a grin, I want to make out with him! HA!!

Best thing I took was my extension cord so I could reach/charge my iPad and phone while I was in bed. I was only there overnight so I didn't need much, but my robe, slippers, lip balm and lotion made me much more comfortable. A loose bra for the way home will make you happy, too. Non-underwire.

Hugs to you. Things will get better when your hormones level out, when your body adjusts to all the changes it is enduring, when your life settles back into a regular routine. Until then, hold on tight and enjoy the journey you are on to the best of your ability! Your progress is phenomenal. Take the time to sit back and marvel at your success. :wub:

Oh muh gawd! You said MOIST. That word is so grosssssssss!!!

Heartbreaking.

Sounds yum! Enjoy! Check these out for post op. It's amazing what you will find to help you with those later cravings. http://dashingdish.com/recipes/shakes/ Some are cheesecake!

Ohhhhh! That's a toughie. I wish you both the VERY best in your journey to good health. I can't wait to see how this one goes! I truly hope you two have an excellent wager going on this one.