jintycb

Good luck girl! You are at the beginning of the most amazing journey of your life. Hold onto your hat and enjoy the ride. Take the rough with the smooth. Ride out the bumps and sing when you are sailing through. Keep us posted as to your progress xxx

OK here's the rant!!!! Just played ........and the little one said, roll over, roll over........ to my husband and he has stated quite categorically that he is now going to brain you!!!!!!! Didn't sing it on the dog walk however, too busy being chased by a fallow deer doe cos we got a bit too close to her baby. Bit scary!!!!! Let me tell you, Bambi ain't so cute when she is charging through the grass towards you!!!!!

I LOVE 501s. I found a pair that were reduced in the January sales and although they were too small I grabbed them as I can't resist a bargain being the tight fisted Scot that I am. They are now slightly too big but the slouchy, 'boyfriend' look is fine with me so I wear them with my Frye boots which now actually fit me! I couldn't get them up my legs before I had surgery but I found them on eBay a couple of years ago, brand, spanking new and going for a song so just had to buy them. Isn't it great wearing fun clothes again after wearing things that could be used as camping equipment-i. e. tents!!!! I'm back in heels again too but, dearest Dub, I don't advise them for you. Mind you, whatever floats your boat................. x

That reminds me, need my third cuppa before I shift my arse and get on with the day. By the way, I've got that bloody tune in my head now!!! I'll be posting later having a rant if I keep singing it on my dog walk!!!!!!!!!!! x

If I got one I wouldn't have the heart to stop it sleeping on our bed with the dogs and cats!!!! Pleeeaaaaase can I have one?

Lots of common sense on this thread. I felt myself nodding in agreement on so many levels. Just for those who are interested, someone on this site suggested reading a book called 'The Obesity Code' by Jason Fung. I have been skiving off my chores to hunker down with my copy for the last couple of days. It has given me a lot of food for thought and for those of us who have followed various different diets (with various different results) it makes for interesting reading. I thought that I knew quite a bit about what was good (and bad) for me as regards what to eat on a day to day basis. However, I have learnt so much more about food and its effects on our bodies and also how views are gradually changing as to what we should be eating to remain healthy. Just as a comment regarding food after surgery. I don't eat anything (unless I nick something small off my husband's plate) commercially pre-prepared or anything with additives or crap in it. I'm not a goody two shoes-not at all-I just think my poor abused carcass deserves a bit of TLC now in return for all the crap at I shoved into it in the past!

........and boy, do I know a few of those!!!!!!! I, of course, include myself in that statement as I have practiced hard to be worthy of the title (but I only used people that were being arseholes to me to use as target practice!!!!).

I'm saving most of the videos for my morning cuppa in bed. I love the fact that we are all stark, raving bonkers and share a love of the ridiculous. Nighty nights one and all x

Yep, I'm another sneezer. Doesn't happen too often but when it does...........batten down the hatches!!!!! Sometimes it makes me fart at the same time.........oh, too much information.....OK I'll leave it with sneezing..........

Morning guys. In SUPERKING bed, surrounded by menagerie (including husband in that) and need another cuppa. Hang on..... just going to make it...............that's better-full mug. Does watching BBC breakfast news count as 'educational' cos that's on the box at the moment.

Well, could put Coronation Street on instead. I'd hate to put you off. By the way, how long would it take you to get to Hampton Wick in Surrey, UK? [emoji6]

Now Dub, I'll lay money on the fact that you probably have a great recipe for horse. You mentioned the word 'skewered'. Is that because you were thinking laterally maybe?! [emoji6]

Sitting in bed with three dogs, two cats and husband watching NCIS!!!! Care to join us?!!!! xxx

Bloody hell KF. You have done AMAZINGLY. Respect! I thought that I was doing well with my weight loss but your tally makes me look like a complete amateur! You've lost half your body weight! Wonder where your old other half lives now? Probably somewhere where he's strutting his stuff in an emerald green mankini whilst slathering arse cream on his turkey neck.............. There's some really good advice on a load of these posts. A lot of folks saying similar things about getting a few more calories in on a day or two each week. I'm reading a really interesting book, 'The Obesity Code' and part of what I've read so far is along the lines of getting a slowed down metabolism speeded up by increasing calorie intake so that the body doesn't think that it is in the middle of a famine. Might be worth a read. Good luck my love and keep us up to speed with scuppering that stall.

C'mon LipstickLady. Sod upsetting the assorted delicate little flowers and just go for it!!!!! The more fun things we can have on this site the better. I'm not losing weight to be a miserable old git. I've been too bloody flabby in the past to have fun and so now that the flab is departing my carcass I am gagging for fun in any form........well.......ummm.........almost any form. Well, not illegal or immoral anyway, although come to think of it, there are a few illegal things............maybe not. Anyhow..... There is a time for serious discussion and I for one appreciate it but there must be a time for levity too. So, who's coming out to play?

@@Cowgirl Jane. Yep, it is a Scottish expression and us haggis bashers use it frequently to describe any irritating child (or even adult, but childish, person). It makes me laugh when I use it within hearing range of a yummy mummy, who thinks the sun shines out of her little darling's rear, and is letting said little darling run amok, causing chaos in a public place. Mummy always smiles beatifically thinking I'm complimenting the brat. I allow myself a gentle Mona Lisa type grin of self satisfaction!!!!!

Oh sod going to the rant section. Let rip on your own thread. My advice, for what it is worth is to arm yourself with some duck tape and next time your nearest and dearest comes out with her helpful advice and statistics you tape her gob firmly shut. Then tell her if she hasn't anything positive and constructive to say, she's not getting the chance to say anything! Might be a wee bit harsh but she's been harsh on you. Good Luck x

Missed ya mate. How's the stall? I'm in a bit of one too so been route marching the dogs to try to jiggle my fat loose. Oh yes, that, and doing all the other things that I know that I have to do to get the poundage off. I haven't felt the need yet to ask for fuzzy cuddle advice yet!

You're doing great. Better than I did post op. I was being such a wimp as I was in soooo much pain and I was like a grizzly child. However, two days post op, I was out hitting the shops in the town in Belgium where I had my surgery and the day after that I spent the day in Lille, a beautiful town just inside the French border, again shopping and traipsing round the streets whilst waiting for the Eurostar train to whisk my husband and I back to the UK. I must admit that I didn't stray too far from a loo as I had a dose of the s***s which was apparently due to the disgusting disclosing gloop that I had drunk the morning after my surgery. The only thing that hurt that day were my feet from pounding the ancient cobbled streets and my husband's wallet. Can highly recommend a serious dose of shopping in a chic, historic French town as a post op recovery method for the girls! Boys, don't know if it's quite your thing! Haven't looked back.

Just a quick aside for those reading this thread. Has any one noticed the similarities of the posts from @@Syl 153 and those of @@Ele marie a couple of weeks ago. If you are not the same person then I strongly suggest you personal message each other and hook up. That way you could have your own bonkers discussions, both talking complete balderdash and b€$¥¥€$%s without disturbing the people who use this site like grown ups. You each might also be able to decipher your meanings from the garbled grammar and mis-spellings that the normal reader has the misfortune to wade through until they realise that you are just a troll, trolls or whatever.

It's not a forum for vets that is needed, it's one for glaikit bairns. I see that whilst I have been in the land of nod, one of the latest bairns has been busy posting its usual load of old cobblers. It's just past 7am here in Surrey in the UK and I'm in my usual position of arse wedged in bed, cuppa in hand, three dogs, two cats, one husband all grabbing last bits of shut eye taking up large amounts of bed. I love waking up to find a good discussion that has been going on that my fellow WLS associates from other parts of the globe have been indulging in whilst I have been getting my very much needed beauty sleep. I know which posts have been helpful to me on this forum and who have been the most helpful responders. These do not include (in any form) the warm fuzzy pussyfooting samaritan enablers with their sometimes, to me, quite inane, 'advice'. I often have a quick peek to see where these guys are in their journey and see that they haven't even got as far as having surgery! So WTF right have they got to be dishing out advice on something that they have no personal experience of!!!!!! When did they qualify as medical professionals? Huh? Give me a good old fashioned vet who has had practical experience of WLS any time and if they behave like a sargeant major so be it. If I post a serious question I want a serious answer. I don't need to be given a cuddle and a dummy to sooth me. Maybe there should be a forum just called 'Fuzzy Cuddle Lounge'. That way we could let all those who don't like the truth, humour and, quite frankly the grown up behaviour of some very experienced WLS vets go somewhere else! Where they would feel nurtured and loved and hear replies to their posts that they wanted to hear. Rant over. I need more tea!

Good luck. If you are anything like me (8 months post VSG) you will soon be walking around with HUGE smiles on your faces. Best thing that I've ever done. I'm a very happy sleever.

My rant.........glaikit bairn. We've got to put up with the sometimes but this one is running amok on several posts.

Blimey! This has been an interesting read on this lovely Sunday morning, and just because Dub mentioned something on another post. It got my curiosity (OK, big standard nosey) antenna twitching! Thought that I'd add my two pennyworth for what it's worth. I'm Jinty, and I'm an alcoholic. There, I've said it. I've been sober for 12 years with, for the first six years the help of AA meetings and other recovering alcoholics. I received a lot of tough love, common sense advice and several kicks up the arse to get me on the sobriety track. I DIDN'T get mollycoddled, fuzzy love and cuddles or any other pussyfooting nonsense. That is why I am sober today. There were plenty of perfectly nice drunks who went to meetings but who expected their sobriety to come from someone else. Those people usually went back out, back on the piss and a few of them are now dead. They often thought that the old timers with long term sobriety were too tough. They would form their little groups and have their pity parties, commiserate and then pick up a drink. I saw it happen time and time again. I stuck with the winners. Those who had been around for a few years. I stayed well away from newbies who thought that they knew it all because again, many of them fell off the wagon (and back into the gutter) because of their arrogance. I have a great life because of my sobriety and it's getting even better now that I have taken drastic action to deal with my food addiction in the form of a VSG. To ensure that I keep going in the right direction, I am sticking with all you wonderful, bullying, foul mouthed, tyrannical, well informed, humorous bastards who post on this forum. You've served me well thus far and quite frankly, if it ain't broken then I ain't going to fiddle fixing it.

Too right girl. The day that I stop kicking my heels up is the day that I turn my toes up!