pr_pitbullgrl

hi. im 5'3, 230. i have surgery oct 26th. i will share what i can with you as soon as i'm post op.

how are things going?

yeah mine wasn't that good either smh. i have my pre op appnt this thursday i supposed that's when they tell me about my pre op diet and stuff so in the meantime i'm eating plenty of the stuff i like but like you said it's not that satisfying. nothing tastes as good as being skinny (and yeah yeah healthy) will feel i'd rather be anything than this. thank you so much. xo

I am not at all insinuating I am more or less prepared than you or anyone. Just wanted to pose the difficult question in case no one else would. I support you either way because we are "sisters in sleeves" as they say. I can't offer any insight on the results of various sizes at all as I do not know. Best of luck to you and keep us all posted.

i didn't want to be the one to say this but....did you do the psyche eval? are you sure you're ready for this? the reason i ask that is because most of the sleevers i know would not write something like " fear of never being able to eat much of anything". like i am thrilled i won't be able to eat a lot. that's the whole point kinda. i know everyone has their own journey i just want to ask the question so you don't regret the decision later on down the road.

Pre surgery issues. Heading to Wendy's. Says to self: I'll just get a potato and some chili. Do they still have potatoes? Gets to drive thru: "yeah I'll have the pulled pork cheese french fries a single cheeseburger and a small Coke please" Lol. Oh well soon I won't be able to eat any of this so whatev lol.

I'm October 26th too!

hi. im in las vegas, my dr is darren soong. my surgery is October 26th.

sometimes you have an experience that puts your life into perspective. this is the second such experience for me this month actually. im at dean petersen elementary at a "community partner meeting". as i'm driving in struggling to find parking i say to myself (jokingly) fuck! where's the valet in this place! (haha). i park and go into the meeting. as i'm sitting there listening to how kids come in on mondays that haven't eaten most of the weekend. they come in with dirty clothes everyday. the parents don't just live in government housing they live in WEEKLY rentals. one little girl in the first grade refuses to walk to school. even tho it's across the street she wants to come in the stroller. the parent has no coping mechanism to deal with her so she just relents and brings her in the stroller and that kid (obviously) has behavioral AND social issues. so the next time i'm pulling into a school in my fancy car with my $70 nails and apple watch i need to remind myself not to complain about money. and THEN i need to remind myself to be grateful (which i normally am VERY grateful) but don't even let ONE DAY go by when you forget to be. then ask myself, am i giving back? (the answer is yes i am - my animal foundation funds and sponsors many animals/dogs) but i could always do more. and lastly i ask myself. if you're not doing either of the first two things then are you at least living your life to the best of your ability? and the answer to that is a resounding NO. you are fat. you are undisciplined. your bathroom is messy, you need to spend more quality time with mango, need to make sure your live every moment as though it's your last. you're old! now is the time. don't wait! and that is my lesson to myself today.

WARNING - EXTREME PROFANITY AHEAD: so my trainer can't train me right now so i say no problem, i'll train myself. i walk into my home gym. like what up. i'm a bad ass. let's do this. i get on the yoga ball to do an exercise my trainer taught me, instead of grabbing the 8lb dumbell i grab the 10lb (cuz im a bad ass now), i plop back on the yoga ball, and cockily throw myself back into "position"....the 10lb weight is too heavy and i destabilize, for some reason my giant ass isnt enough to keep me from falling/rolling off the fucking ball and i fall over onto my side and onto my pile of 15 (extremely hard) dumbbells bruising my whole right side. now i hate everything. i hate my dumbbells, i hate this stupid cunt of a yoga ball, and in fact, this whole room is offensive to me! but i stay anyways and did an angry work out where now all my muscles are shaking and im bruised on one side. first solo work out. FAIL. kinda.

Remember the journey is yours the struggle was yours. No one else knows what u went through then nor what you're going through now. So they don't want to hear about it all the time. It's like when one of my friends has a new baby and every time the baby farts or burps or giggles there has to be a new post on Facebook. I don't have kids so I don't care. Everything that you're talking about is your internal journey and they may not get it. But don't let it make you feel any less fabulous about yourself also they are probably jealous. you've done something good for you and you're gorgeous and healthy

Welcome! My pre op is 9/24. Surgery 10/26.

Absolutely! Congrats. How amazing. You are lovely

He doesn't want to see you sexier to other men and empowered. Sometimes, without them even knowing it, our significant others enjoy having us feel down about ourselves because that makes it easy for them to keep us and not worry about us straying or other men wanting us. Another possibility is that he is attracted to overweight or obese women like us. You are very beautiful. I am sorry about him, But you have us to support you. you can do this. Do it for you. Let him come to terms with it on his own....or not.

No. And you are right. I am happier every single day thinking that by Christmas I will be two months post op and how exciting those possibilities are for me. I feel like I've been in a prison. A fat prison. And that surgery is someone finally giving me the key and it is now up to me to walk out and walk the walk and talk the talk of a healthy lifestyle. that is now my support system. Me. My desire. My fight. And my will.

My post today is about people that either don't get it or don't support us in our Quest for bariatric surgery. I don't want to say skinny people don't get it. But skinny people don't get it. I was talking to 120 pound friend of mine the other day and when I told her my surgery date she said OMG don't you want to wait until after the holidays so at least you can enjoy them? People that are not overweight or have never had issues with food don't understand that I would rather never eat again or never have an appetite again and then to be controlled by food or make food the focal point of my life. I can enjoy the holidays as I'm losing weight and changing my life. SMH. Then there are the people that think you should be able to do it on your own. That you're not "that big" that you can't do it on your own. That you are being lazy by having surgery instead of doing it yourself. Yeah that's it I'm just having a major surgical intervention for weight because I have nothing better to do SMH I just made this decision on a whim because I'm a lazy fat f**k SMH really people? This is a big decision it's a big change. When you finally realize you need an additional tool to get you where you need to be and you're willing to do and make sacrifices to do it it should be celebrated not scorned. I am happier every single day since I have made this decision. I can count 15 maybe 20 times a day where I'm about to have an upsetting or sad thought about myself and my life where this decision has made me happy. That to me is a clear indicator that I'm doing the right thing not that I need anyone else's validation

you got that right Helen. It sure isn't.

i appreciate your kind feedback, i just dont see it that way. it's my choice to be this way. if i ate right and exercised i wouldn't be like this. but i'm lazy and i dont wanna so i don't or i don't stick with it. if i had some sort of medical reason why i was fat i'd get it but i don't. im not saying it's this way for everyone. but that's how i feel it is for me. it's my fault. so now i'm going to fix it once and for all.

and you know, since this is my thread, i have to keep it real and say - i've never been one of those people that understood all this "fat pride" crap. why would i love myself like this when everyone else hates me or scorns me (not me per se i'm just saying fat people in general). not to mention i myself don't like me like this so why would i accept it? if i don't like me like this then it's my job to change it. i have no pregnancies to blame, no health issues, no nothing except i'm lazy and inconsistent and i can't support those deficiencies in myself. i know everyone is different and has their own story to tell. im just saying - i'm all for beauty is on the inside but if you are pretty and smart and successful - what's wrong with wanting a body to match? i guess that's why i entitled this "ex-beauty queen syndrome" cuz it really does scar you for life.

i hear ya but living in a city like this ....it's so different here. I think too i just feel "sloppy" like not put together and also i feel like i'm not the best i can be and even I don't respect that. like it's not really about looks so much as seeming "put together" if that makes sense.

Thank you. I make good money but I don't have the savings nor the credit to get a loan like this on my own so I am eternally grateful to my dad and will try to pay it off fast. I would have done Mexico but I didn't want him to worry. Thank you for your support - I am excited and anxious!