Hannah83

no idea needed the laugh though thanks

Huge amen from me! We have to kick our own ass sometimes...I am going through adjusting to my meds still and I'm 9 months out! I had no honeymoon period. It's been hellish, but I steamroll forward how bad do you want health? Bad enough pissed off enough to get in the game? Or continue to piss and moan? I am so glad I waited two years before I had surgery, I don't regret surgery and I'm 1000 percent committed to my success. No matter how long it takes. Take an honest look at your food, write it down by hand if you have to, I log my food via bearatastic app on my phone, and never skip a day Everything that passes my lips is logged even late night snakes. I log each weight lifting exercise, cardio I have fail-safes in place meaning no excuses. I rotate from workout DVD's working out at the gym, walking out hell anything sometimes just walking in place in my room. How driven are you, and how bad do you want this? Not enough obviously.

get your head out of your plate and get your attitude out of your ass...as a person thinks, so are they...clearly you need a positive outlook, my pm box is open should you need to talk.

also, I highly recommend staying off Facebook and social media, log out often. It's helped me so much.

(hug) welcome dear one. Keep slowly baby stepping forward one day at a time, be kind to yourself. Pamper yourself when you feel up to it, sleep is good and healing, invest in a squatty potty stool I still use mine to help me poop you can get it on Amazon. Take up a new hobby to keep your mind busy (I started knitting 2 years ago and I'm glad I learned how) fluids at your stage are the number one, when you get to month 8 it's still number one. (I'm reminding myself as well) My inbox is open should you need to talk.

(waves) I felt that way too at first props for doing what you are doing, keep going and listen to your body. I had my surgery in October 2017 and I'm only now in the low 190's because of meds, muscle mass and I probably am a slow loser. This is the best choice you've made for the rest of your life, it's a marathon, not a sprint. It's something to be sustanable long term. Well done on how far you have come. It takes guts to do what we have done, I had no idea I'd not have a 'honeymoon' year like most do. The medications for my depression only in the last month have started metabolizing fully. For me, the hardest part has been mental, be kind to yourself pamper yourself like spa day or spa at home day get your hair done nails done etc. I've seen so many inches fall off however, the weight will follow. It's just a portion of the picture. Keep your chin up.

Some good news for once, I am to be employed soon doing an IT contract helping to move in 300 new computers and offices at Riverside Hospital! I see a silver lining finally, such a relief this is. It's good to help others doing what I love and get paid 16 an hour doing so! When this contract ends, it possibly could lead to other in-house IT employment! Yey!

I love helping folks out as well (Though Apple needs to get on the stick with some innovative stuff because for real they just suck now, they need to bring back the bean bag chairs or something overpriced and now one cannot even upgrade RAM it's permanently soldered in)

Thanks all who responded! Finished all my paperwork online (that's one of the great things about the net) I'll keep you all updated...

well done!

Oh sister sue, I totally hear you! Ugh with the moodiness...I've not had a 'honeymoon' phase but a hellish mood phase that has been harder than the physical recovery. Depression has been a female dog to deal with, medications not absorbing finally they have started to absorb better than before. I had my sleeve on Oct 31, 2017, and I'm down 65'ish pounds. I'm on a ton of meds so that might be the reason for the slower loss. But on the upside I do like the gradual loss, it, as you stated, gets the things we learned cemented into place. I'm about 2 pounds a week, not counting more inches I've been losing is a better indicator as well as progress pictures...We are all different, and with that in mind I pat myself on the back and keep on trucking.

Hello (waves) I have high functioning autism, I deal with depression and anxiety disorder. My meds have been well it's been a rocky road with absorption, I am on Cymbalta (generic) 60 mg it's a time release capsule I now am on two daily one in the morning and one mid afternoon to get my absorption rate back up to 60 mg. I had numerous appointments with my psyche doc to get the dosage right. I've been put on Lexapro 10 mg in the morning with the Cymbalta as a 'booster' it's month two and I've had dizzy spells with the Lexapro. I take amitriptyline 50 mg, 0.5 Clonazepam, and eszopiclone (generic Lunesta) for sleep issues. My sleep has been OK'ish at best and fitful restless at worst. I'm 8 months out now and by far the worst adjustment to post-op life has been the depression, anxiety and absorption with medications for my depression. The first two months were hell, I had a severe depressive relapse and dear god it sucked balls. Cried myself to sleep most nights months 1-3 and woke up snot covered. Now I'm over the major hump and I just think my body is trying to find it's equaliburam the 'new normal' once I reach my goal weight of 160'ish things should calm down and find the balance. I'm also on low dose birth control and haven't had a period for 10 years. So there is that. My body is wonky right now, and as such I've been 'blah' 'f this' and not motivated forcing myself to workout, lift weights, walk outside. Do this thing called life. With all that said, welcome to the forums. If I can be a sounding board for you to listen to (read your replies) I'd be more than willing to share my experience and advice should you request it.

It sounds off-putting, reading most of the forums honestly is off-putting, how does one even start to manoeuver through the swamp of disparaging topics with obvious solutions at best or unsolicited snarky advice at worse? Yes a lot of us are at different stages in our journeys, most of us probably want to use our walking stick to wack some sense into someone else's skull but that is beside the point. I didn't join this form for a wine fest, I joined for support. I'll be damned if I'm going to be a 'keyboard warrior' stick hitting or an emotional punching bag for someone's idea of a grand get off. I choose kindness, I choose to stick up for those other's will not. I choose loving myself where I am at now. With God's help, and a lot of locals here support I'll make it fine. My name's Hannah J Capps, don't mind me much I love singing playing guitar and being my own self-advocate but also asking for help when I need it. Mom has and always will be my biggest human support. I become lonely quite often, I have trouble voicing what is in my voice. I was bullied online before it became chic. I was verbally hazed before it became an epidemic right alongside the opiate overdose epidemic and the rising suicide epidemic. I'm sure self-mutilation is on the rise more so then when I last check the CDC statistic. I'm coming to slowly know that a group of opinionated people who really just wish to dump and not help clean up afterward is what this forum is made of. The few that are good-hearted, who take time to listen (or in this case read the text) are a rare thing. I've been beaten up too much socially to stick out my neck again. I'm a turtle 'is it OK?' nope. In I go. But I offer my meager kindness, for those who wish may partake. Enjoy your weekend.

I might be misinterpreting, but thanks all for the responses. I'm not great at interpreting, to begin with.

you're very welcome sug.

This topic got really opinionated and sour in a hurry...sheesh

let us know how it goes? I'm interested to see you progress to your 'happy place'

well done!

Fantastic job courtb86 keep it up!

For a long, while the scale hovered around 202 203 200.x Today, I'm proud to show this number, did it up in soft glow because that's the feeling I had! (has song right about now funk show brother playing in head)

Thank God I'm at 199.7!! One month of poop gone today thanks to coffee sufead and cramps 😓 but hey the number is lower haven't seen this number in thirteen years!! 😫 <--- me on the John. Underwhelming...

A non-weight loss personal goal I had was this Victoria's Secret nightgown I haven't ever fit into this night I finally fit into comfortably without buttons bulging. I'm almost at 199.9, everyone is different and their journeys are as well. But, this did make me smile. Just thought I'd share. Sometimes it's the little things.

well done!

today I took the second part of the A-plus exam 902. I passed the 901 after one try. CompTIA is the exam company that it's taken through. I've been studying for this test since 2014 took the 801 two times failed it got closer each time to a passing grade until they retired the 800 series and 900 came out. Read texts books for both 800 and 900 series tests. for a year and a half I've been interning for a computer company and helping them fix computers, I've lost count of how many I've built from the ground up or salvaged for new parts etc. This is the first time taking the 902 exam and I was 20 points shy of passing...I'm crushed have been sobbing my eyeballs out and will be 'graduated' out of the Wilson program I am in with a certificate saying I have time served but no certification for a plus. 900 is retired this summer, at the moment I am saving up to retake the 902 hopefully before they retire the 900 and go to the 1000 series exams. I am so exhausted I've not been employed for a very long time paid steady employment. I have high functioning autism, I work my ass off volunteer when I can at my church on Mondays. I've cried out to God to show me which way to go, to continue to push through this or give up. I don't know when to quit, I keep going. I've spent personally 500 plus on exam prep stuff, and counting if I save up for the second test retake is 215. Do I quit? Do I keep trying? What the hell? I can't cry anymore...I'm confused and just breaking down, the fact that I've recently adjusted to my anti-depressants when my body is doing wonky adjusting this has pushed me over the edge and I don't care that it has.

wonderful idea and great job