hunneybee81

Yeah, you are missing something. I have already taken the meds. The doctors will no longer prescribe them. Self pay isn't an option. Thanks though

I have very limited finances and three children. Flying to Mexico isn't an option. Thank you for your words though.

I had the sleeve done in 2015. At the time I was married, with great insurance. When I started to lose a decent amount of weight, my husband decided he wouldn't support me any longer. He quit his job, we lost insurance, he left me and made our children and I leave our home. I got on my feet, mostly, very quickly. Then I met someone. I had another child. I gained 75 lbs back. It was devastating. But I rose up and lost it all again. In total I have lost 137 pounds. Now comes the worst. Time and Time again I have been denied the surgery to reconstruct my breasts and abdomen. My insurance is ridiculous. The standards for medical necessity have been met but because I cannot take the medications they require any longer, they use it as an excuse to deny me. 2 years on diflucan and other anti fungal medicines have damaged my gut biomes. I appealed. They ommited the information on my medicines purposely. I still suffer from rashes but cannot take the meds. They will only consider the rashes as ground for surgery. Not my mobility issues, not the fact that my pelvis is tilted so far forward from the extra pulling downward that my hips sit on top of the balls sockets and my back is swayed. Still, they will not cover my surgery. It's not their life, not their fight. It's a joke to them. My heart and mind are broken. I'm tired of fighting and cannot look at myself in the mirror. Can't meet my own eyes. I'm a monster. The damage left is something I can't heal from. I did not need perfection. I need some sense of normalcy and will never have it. I can think of only one thing to ease this and I fight it on a day to day basis. Nothing feels good anymore. Not even people telling me how good I look. Not putting on pretty clothes. I'm tired of fighting when this was supposed to be a success. I worked hard. Very hard. As do most of us. But there is no light at the end of the tunnel. I've never (ever) opened up like this. Feel free to roast me because nothing said will bother me anymore. Not more than the pain I feel from simply catching a glimpse of myself, clothed or not.

Hi. Im 33, a mom of 2 and I'm from Massachusetts. My surgery date was January 5. I had no special detox diet prior to surgery. Just shrunk my portion sizes until the day before and then drank carnation all day. Surgery was a breeze for me. I was scared because i had never been under anesthesia before but it was over so fast. The pain was tolerable, the meds made me sick so i just had liquid tylenol. I was in only in the hospital for a day. The post op diet was a slight struggle at first as i worked my way through a few ounces at a time all while still having to cook and feed the rest of the family. I graduated to soft protiens last week and am feeling great. Ive lost 35 pounds since surgery and am motivated to stick to the diet plan and exercise daily. Although, that has been a little tough with 3 feet of snow outside. I wish you luck and success on your journey.

I'm 3 weeks post op on Monday. I started to see a difference right away. I drove myself crazy with the scale because it was on the fritz. I ended up literally throwing it out the window. It was liberating and I loved the breaking noises. Then I bought a new scale. I dont really care what the scale says because i can SEE a difference. The scale hasn't dissapointed me yet, though. And I step on it often because I like the blinky lights on the display. Ha.

Just chiming in. My nut said dont drink for 2 years. The intake doctor said never again. The nut was warning of addiction and it affecting the weight loss phase. The doctor said that just a little CAN affect SOME people so intensely it has stroke-like affects. He said many of his patients have fallen and one recently broke her neck. I myself like to have drinks(socially) on occasion but haven't yet and won't until i have made huge progress. Just for the maximum weight loss not because i would get drunk and fall down. I can say, however, i have thought a few times since surgery "man, i could go for a drink".

How terribly frustrating thatust have been. How relieving it must have been to find the root of the problem. Exercising can prove challenging when your joints are taxed but find some low impact machines like ellipticals, and yoga for strength. Good luck!

I was sleeved January 5, 2015. When i enrolled in the program I was 278 lbs. I lost 20 on my own before surgery. My scale this morning said 224. I must be the exception because i feel like this has been extremely easy. The liquid diet hasn't been so bad, I have only had very mild pain, no reflux, and my energy level is good. The most challenging part so far has been that I still must cook for my family while only drinking shakes. Not exactly torture. I see the nutritionist Monday and will graduate to soft protiens. I am hopeful for the future and am dedicated to change. I feel like most of the things i read about failure is due directly to not changing habits and eating whatever they feel like. Follow the plan and you can succeed. Congrats to all that succeed and good luck to all those making the leap!