Wheetsin

Yeah, so you know those edible underwear? Phooey. They're just like tissue thin fruit rollups cut into loincloth shapes with tie straps on the sides. You put them on, and your body heat will melt them to you before anything else can happen. They're not so much fun when you have to shower them off. Before DH was DH I brought a pair (and some other goodies) on one of my visits to see him. Of course, I'm the one customs chose to pull aside for the random luggage inspection. That was fun!

Could very well be PBs. The "different spit" sounds like you're sliming - the thick saliva in excessive quantities. If food is coming up, chances are you're PBing. PBs hurt me before, but not after. As soon as I yak up whatever's stuck, I feel fine (tho sometimes if it has been a particularly hard PB I will feel exhausted). PBs hurt most people, but I have spoken with people whom they didn't hurt. Ok, technically not the actual PB, but the inner workings before the PB happens. My PBs aren't violent, they're just like wretches. They're not like when you have a stomach virus and vomit uncontrollably at all. Except for the pain, they're pretty much like baby spitups.

Pickles and mayo together are good!! But when you have ketchup, mayo and pickles, isn't that pretty much 1,000 Island dressing, a.k.a. "secret sauce"?

Check out this thread I started a while ago, it's dedicated to bandsters with a starting BMI of 50 or higher. My starting BMI was around 56... I don't remember exactly. I'm now under 33. I love my band.

Flying should not effect your awareness of the band uotside of increased restriction. In other words, if you can't feel your band sitting there reading the screen, you shouldn't feel it sitting there waiting for the fasten seatbelt light to ding off. :confused:

My father eats ketchup on his eggs, and mac & cheese. My aunt puts it on her pancakes. Umm... eww. The only things I eat ketchup on are potatoes. I used to like ketchup crust on meatloaf, but I don't eat red meat, and the ketchup doesn't juve the same with turkeyloaf. But I prefer A1 to dip my potatoes in. Ok FFS, to be completely honest I prefer full fat mayo, it's the BEST potato dipper... or even mayo mixed with mustard... but I don't do that anymore.

I've been banded over 18 months and I fly all the time. I've probably taken in the area of 40 flights since my surgery. It really isn't a big deal, just be smart about what you do. Here are my tips: Don't eat within 2 - 3 hours of your flight. IF something gets stuck, you want to give yourself time to have it taken care of. (Sometimes it can take more time, but not usually - for me anyway). Which is my second tip: If possible, limit yourself to liquids the day of your flight, until you've landed. I did miss a flight once because I was in the bathroom yakking up some Panera. A girl in my surgeon's support group once had to use a barf bag to yak during take-off. A friend of mine got stuck on an in-fight pretzel and had to spend 2 hrs of her flight running between her seat and the bathroom. It's PROBABLY not going to happen, but why risk it, you know? Flying USUALLY makes me tighter. Not always, but most of the time. Sometimes so tight that I have to wait for liquids to pass. So I try to plan my meals in the new destination accordingly - e.g., go someplace I know will have Soup or refriend Beans or something that shouldn't give me much trouble.

This is user me and not moderator me (the two have completely different thoughts on the issue). I don't care if people have multiple screen names. There are lots of weird reasons for it, and a few normal ones. What gets to me is when the screen names talk to each other. DH & I run a hobby-related message board. It happens to be a hobby where people have a hard time understanding "different ways" and truly do believe there are concrete rights and wrongs. As you can imagine, this leads to a lot of heated conversation at times. We had this one guy who created something like 9 accts, would be alternately logged into them all at the same time, or logging in/out as soon as he finished posting, and would reply & have a conversation with all his other accounts. That was just WEIRD, you know? It was always my favorite when he would forget which account he was using, and post something under the wrong one. E.g.: John's account #1: I PMed you about what a bitch Wheetsin is. Did you get my message? John's account #2: No, not yet. John's account #2: Ok, I will resend (then you'd see one of two attempts to remedy in place) Remedy !: account #2 would edit the message Remedy 2: account #2 would post something like, "Duh, late night, I'm soo tired & brain dead. I meant to say, "Will you please resend?" OF COURSE I can't resend, I'm not you!

Hahahaha! In college I broke up with a semi-longterm bf, and decided men suck, no more bfs for me. I had a strict friends only rule. Coincidentally, I picked up a friend who was very butch in appearance. I have no idea if she was a lesbian or not, it never came up. I had her over once when my parents were visiting, and found out after the fact that they had "wondered" about our relationship since I hadn't dated any guys since the breakup, and never was a terribly girly girl (hair & makeup, ok, but don't get me near anything pink, frilly, or floral... etc.). Whatever, I love my parents but they're freaks sometimes. It's funny how things don't matter, until they are a reality. I was always taught that color didn't matter, love is blind, etc. -- but you should have seen my family's reaction when I was going to prom with a black guy. :confused: Oh, no no no, "don't get us wrong" -- it doesn't matter, it's just that...

It's probably not gone so much as bumped off the page (as mentioned), or perhaps moved to a more appropriate forum (such as your question would be better suited to board questions than RnR). If you can share something identifiable about the thread, e.g. the title, we'll see if we can help you find it.

You can also just take a supplement. I've always had low potassium and have been taking supplements for about as long as I can remember. But do not take them if you do not need them, and never take more than advised on an OTC label unless you have medical orders to do so. Too much potassium is not a good thing.

I should clarify, when I say "disclose...to an employer" I don't mean that I've been asked in some official capacity. I mean - when my boss and I are having a casual conversation and he (even though he shouldn't, but because we have a friendship he does) asks if we do a special mass since my family is Greek. For example. We assume that people around us are like us. When we go to college, we assume our classmates are about our age, unless it's obvious they aren't. When you live in a neighborhood, you assume your neighbords are in a similar financial position to you, unless there's an extreme in place that makes it apparent.

Green - I live in one of the faded areas of the bible belt. I have never disclosed my atheism to an employer because I do think it would impact my employment status. For this same reason, I do not put any symbols of atheism on my car or person, even though most of the people around here would have no idea what they were looking at. Religion has come up at workplace discussions and I'm honest. If asked I will tell the truth (when the situation is comfortable), otherwise I just don't say anything, or say something noncomittal such as "we're not religious people." Once we were talking about how people are soiciting schools for things, and the example of the ppl distributing bibles on the first day of school came up. One of my coworkers asked, "What do you do with that? You can't exactly throw it away..." And I was like, "Why not? I do." She then wanted to know if that was considered a sin and I told her I had no idea. I think she got the idea. In our neighborhood one year during the christmas season (we do the family things, gifts, tree sometimes, but don't acknowledge it as a christian day) we decorated our house like a candy house - gingerbread man fence, lollipop "garden", instead of regular lights we hung up ones that looked like giant candies, etc. It was terribly cute if I do say so myself. We received an anonymous letter "from the neighborhood" insisting that we take down our blasphemous decorations and REMEMBER THE REASON FOR THE SEASON (which is, of course, the sun... so go figure that one out). When we did not comply, we woke up one morning to find our decorations vandalized. People had cut or broken the heads off the gingerbread men, etc. So apparently it's "bad" to have decorations that aren't christian-centric, but it's AOK to trash others' property... I'm still trying to figure that one out. We get people from the local Mormom & Baptist chruches knocking on our doors. I try to politely tell them it's not my cup of tea, and they don't understand. So I tell them "I don't believe in your god" and I guess they're not quite sure what to think. They will either walk away, or just kind of chuckle, as if I told a joke, and keep going. We purchased this plaque and placed it on our front door: ...and STILL have people come up. I guess they don't understand "no soliciting." My parents know I am an atheist, and I'm pretty sure my grandmother knows even though I've never told her. They all go to the wsame church, and they have to notice that we're never there, or never busy on Sunday, etc. BUT, I have never made the statement "I am an atheist" to them. I would not have a problem with it, but I don't live there or have to deal with them on a daily basis. My parents do, so to make their lives easier, I don't make a point of talking about it. If it came up I would be 100% honest, but I don't volunteer the information. In highschool I had a Darwin fish on my car, and one day discovered it had been ripped off (along with a good deal of paint.) In its place was a "WWJD" magnet. A neighbor told us that they saw who did it, but wouldn't tell us who it was because they went to the same church. Again, I can't express my atheism, but believers can destroy my property. Sooo many examples. America likes to think it's tolerant. And compared to America 50 years ago we are, in some ways. But by no means are we a country where deviants can feel comfortable.

I'm locking the thread if the bickering continues, we should let those who want to discuss diet pills do it without the drama. You guys know where to take it if you want to brawl. Thx

Swapping addictions, or "addiction hopping.". With very rare exception, it happens all the time. Look at anyone who has lost weight "naturally." And who has maintained the loss for let's say 5+ years. First of all, you'll have a hard time finding someone because they addicition didn't hop for very long. Second of all, you're 99% guaranteed to see a significant change in behaviors. E.g.: A smoker stops smoking, and begins to overeat instead. How many times do you hear "I stopped smoking" without hearing, "I gained weight"? An overeater loses weight, and implements a crazy/"obsessed" workout schedule instead. They maintain their loss, but few people can really make the life change of 6 hrs exercise per day. How long do you think the weight stays off? A hard core drug addict "sees the light," stops taking drugs, and becomes a religious fanatic instead. (I watched a loosely related family member go thrugh this And...yep, the drugs are starting to creep back into her life.)

I will take animals over people any day. Except cats. Cats or people would be a tough decision. They're beautiful. Just don't do anything for me. I'm a sucker for a stray (ok even cats sometimes), or an injured animal. My aunt used to be a vet, and I was pretty much known in her clicnic as the rescue girl. I would bring in squirrels that had fallen out of trees, birds with broken wings, etc. I do have one soft spot for cats. When I was in college, in a smallish, ruralish and rather boring town, I would drive all of the back roads for miles and miles and miles, late at night trying to get lost, turning my headlights off and driving by moonlight, etc. (I was a photographer back then, and found the most awesome subjects). One night I had just crested a hill and saw the teeniest, tiniest kitten in the middle of the road. This thing would have fit inside a coffee mug with room to spare. It was standing next to a crushed tin can, mewing and mewing and mewing, but not moving. I pulled over and went to pick it up and that's when I noticed that it wasn't next to a crushed can, it was next to a crushed kitten, presumably a littermate. My heart broke. When I tried to pick the kitten up, it ran off the road into some bushes and I couldn't find it.

I was never a big fan of soda. I drank it, but that's about it... but hell, I was already down to caffeine free, sugar free... so it was really just like nastyw ater. ANYWAY, I went through a sort of random phase where I craved the CARBONATION. You know, when you chug a freshly opened can, and get that fizzy burn in your throat? I was craving that like you wouldn't believe. It went away. Other new cravings - I used to not eat pig meat, now I enjoy the taste of bacon. I don't crave it now, but I used to. I'm not a chocolate fan, but I crave chocolate chip Cookies. That's probably become one of my two largest vices as a bandster - cookies, which I could take or leave pre-op - and key lime pie, which I've always enjoyed.

I started noticing this right around 1 yr post-op. I chatted up my friends with the band, RnY, DS, etc. and every single one of them had the same experience - constantly freezing.

Why I can not for to has ur soul plz?!

I don't like cats so I had to omit the picture. But I like: Oh hai, I can has ur soul! PLZ!

Hi, I can has ur soul plz?

Laurend - I've posted on that before. It's one of my pet peeves. If you're just looking for someone to validate what you're saying, then be up front about it and let us know before we waste our time giving you a thought-out answer.

Hi marieze, I weighed 382 when I had my surgery, and this morning was 226. I did not have the mobility and stamina issues you are sharing, but I certainly know what it's like to carry around so much extra weight. There's no way to be certain that what you're experiencing is due only to weight, but it's a good possibility. BMIs that high are nothing but bad. Even though I didn't have the same issues, I still had them. E.g. a flight of stairs, while I could do it, would completely wind me. I didn't realize how unconsciously lazy I had become - asking my husband to do mundane things for me, like getting me a drink, and always asking to be dropped off at the door so that I wouldn't have to walk from the parking lot. It's amazing to me how much obesity really does breed laziness - whether through need or desire. It's cool because changes in those kinds of things are what zap you one day. You don't notice "Hey, I didn't breathe heavy until the 9th step..." and then "...the 10th step..." -- they're like "Uhh, I just ran up those stairs, and I can still breathe..." My mother is 55, about 5'7 and weighs probably 330, maybe more. I know that she's now wearing my pre-op clothes which puts her into the area of 5x, 30/32 with the occasional 26/28, but it will still be tight across her stomach (we carry our weight differently, so the size thing may be too relative). Her BMI is probably close to yours. She too has mobility problems. She has been diagnosed with fibromyalgia (debatable, but that's another thread), but I know that if she lost weight she would see improvements. How could you not?

From what you're describing, it sounds like you have two different things going on, but you're thinking of them as the same. (And they may be related, but are different experiences). It sounds like your night-time troubles are acid-reflux, not restriction. You said something to the effect of "saliva or acid or whatever." Well - which is it? When you wake up with that choking sensation, do you have the acid sour taste in your mouth? If you clear your throat, does it burn? Etc. Having acid reflux doesn't mean you're too tight. You could be trying to treat this through unfills when in fact all you're doing is bouncing your restriction all over the place. If the night troubles go away completely when you're unfilled, then yeah - maybe you're too tight (probably not if you can eat & drink well), but maybe something else is going on. I know that many people have found connections between onset of acid reflux and slipped bands. Has your doctor looked into that possibility? Has your surgeon ever asked you to clarify what you're experiencing at night, or mentioned acid reflux/GERD?

I didn't realize you were so far out post-op. Did you lose your restriction gradually or suddenly? It's not necessarily all on you. Your surgeon should be assisting in figuring out what's wrong.