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well... yesterday i didn't look on here and i didn't see your message until today. I didn't do good yesterday either but i will try what you're saying today. I do look at packages to see how many carbs are in the food. But it's not that kind of stuff I'm having problems with, it's more like homemade food like mashed potatoes or frenchfries if I want them or bread or something like that that is hard to judge 1/2 cup by. That's what my nutritionist said, 1/2 cup of carbs per meal. Today I had shredded wheat, which she likes, she said that I could do half bowl of frosted and half bowl of regular which is what I do. Now lunch time might be something different, I just have dinner from last night which I made pepper steak and rice, not a whole lot but enough to last us atleast until tonight's dinner. I guess a short goal for me is to get moving everyday in some sort of way. I just forget once I get home. Working until 6:30 these days takes a lot out of me. And I just noticed how jealous I got when I saw a girl who started working here with me in December, just start going to the gym everyday with her carpool partner and now she's slimming down nicely. I only wish I had that much will power. I hate to exercise. I started to like it, but then I got discouraged, since my gym closes at 8 and 6 on friday's,it's hard to get there now because I still have to cook for my family when i come home. I know that's an excuse because I could atleast walk on my lunchbreak. I'm full of those though. I just feel like I'm all alone, and there's no one that can relate to me where I am. I know you guys are all here, but then I feel like you're so far away, and there's no one immediately close to me. I know that's a pathetic excuse but that's how I really feel. Anyway, thanks for checking up on me. I'll try to eat better and try to remember to exercise more.

Thanks Teresita and Jachut. I really appreciate your replies. I guess my head is a little messed up from everything that's been going on. I kinda feel like since I'm young I should be able to do all kinds of active things and not get as tired as I do. But I do and when I do I feel discouraged. But there's no one holding me back but me. So I'll resolve to try 30 min a day. and then up it from there. I'll walk with my dog, even if I have to carry him, maybe I'll get more of a workout since he isn't that light. I'll quit some of the carbs, although they're oh so yummy and hard to do but i'll take it one at a time, 1/2 cup per meal my nutritionist told me, so I'll do that. It becomes hard when you don't know what certain carbs amount to. like bread? what's a half cup of bread, do you crumble it up and then put it into a measuring cup? Then I won't want to eat it...but then again I guess that isn't a bad idea, and I'm also having trouble feeling satisfied. I know when I can't eat anymore. But I want to get to that point that I'm satisfied without feeling so stuffed that I'll burst if I eat another bite. I'm still new at this thing, just 3 months out. I'll get it together. Maybe I should invest ini that lapband cooking book. Eventually though, I want to run, and enjoy doing it. Since it's finally not raining today, I'll go out for a 1/2 hr walk on my lunch break. Thanks you guys.

I had my first fill about 2 weeks ago on thursday, he put 3 cc's of Fluid in my 11 cm band. I still feel like I'm able to eat waaaaaaaaaaay too much. Just now I had 2 steaks a, little brocoli and some shrimp. and those steaks weren't small either. they were long. medium sized steaks. Why is this? I've been trying to go walking, because the gym doesn't seem that appetizing for me? Can anyone tell me what to do to prevent from eating so much? And just in case anyone is wondering this is what I had today Breakfast: 1 bowl of shredded mini wheats w/ skim milk Snack: 1/2 of Cinnamon Crunch Bagel from Panera Bread w/ reduced fat hazelnut cream cheese Lunch: 2 slices of beef brisket, and about 1 cup of fries a couple of cinnamon sliced apples Dinner: Steak (approx.6-7 oz.) about 10 shrimp a little cajun rice and broccoli :help:

I had my first fill about 2 weeks ago on thursday, he put 3 cc's of Fluid in my 11 cm band. I still feel like I'm able to eat waaaaaaaaaaay too much. Just now I had 2 steaks a, little brocoli and some shrimp. and those steaks weren't small either. they were long. medium sized steaks. Why is this? I've been trying to go walking, because the gym doesn't seem that appetizing for me? Can anyone tell me what to do to prevent from eating so much? And just in case anyone is wondering this is what I had today Breakfast: 1 bowl of shredded mini wheats w/ skim milk Snack: 1/2 of Cinnamon Crunch Bagel from Panera Bread w/ reduced fat hazelnut cream cheese Lunch: 2 slices of beef brisket, and about 1 cup of fries a couple of cinnamon sliced apples Dinner: Steak (approx.6-7 oz.) about 10 shrimp a little cajun rice and broccoli :help:

Breakfast: 1 bowl of shredded mini wheats w/ skim milk Snack: 1/2 of Cinnamon Crunch Bagel from Panera Bread w/ reduced fat hazelnut cream cheese Lunch: 2 slices of beef brisket, and about 1 cup of fries a couple of cinnamon sliced apples Dinner: Steak (approx.6-7 oz.) about 10 shrimp a little cajun rice and broccoli 1st PB incident, this weekend, while eating spareribs and beef brisket from Famous Daves. NSV this weekend, fit into a suit I couldn't fit since 2 years ago. guilty of not weighing myself every week ( gotta get that scale) and not going to the gym (but trying to walk everyday it's nice out) :help:

I'm going to go kinda in depth with my life, and I'll let you know that before I begin this is a long story. I am 24 years old with a 2 year old son, i've had obesity issues all of my life, and that is the god honest truth. I have a husband, whom I adore, and a past I can't seem to stop thinking about. My first love, he was a sweeitie and a jerk, I contribute that to being young. I was totally in love with him. Almost every first a young girl could have was with him. I loved him so much that I was just awfully depressed when we broke up. In college we had on and off intimate relationships, brief ones or should I say affairs since he was already involved. With a good friend of mine after we went off to college. I was with him from 8th grade until I guess my junior year of college. My family as always been on me about my weight. I've been called everything from baby whale, to miss piggy, but I'm not blaming them for my weight problem.:straight Please don't get me wrong. After my last episode with my high school sweetheart, I met my husband, a year later married him and 6 months after that had our first child. I love him and my son, but I feel as though I was totally selfish about the whole ordeal. I moved too quickly on the relationship and marriage just to get my ex out of my system, which I was unsuccessful with until recently, I had my son just to get out of school, well just the school I hated, which my mother wouldn't let me leave. Just recently I got into it big with my closest cousin, we're the same age only she's 1 month older. She relies totally on government assistance to get her where she is, she's made countless mistakes in her life and I'm always trying to help her, always trying to lend her helpful advice, but she never takes it. She has 3 kids, 8, 7,and recently a 2 month old all boys. She suckered a guy who already had kids into getting her pregnant. Pressured him into marrying him. Don't get me wrong he has problems too, I mean we all do, they're just a little nuttier than most. Anyway, she asked me for $ to help her pay a BGE bill, me thinking of the kids gave her the $ on the promise that she would repay it the next day. I don't know why I fell for that okie doke knowing that the girl doesnt work anywhere to be able to pay me the $, but I had just taken her to david's bridal to try to find her a $99 wedding dress since she was so intent on getting married the following week, needless to say she didn't give me my money claiming that she was waiting on someone else to pay her that "owed" her money. I ended up having to track the girl down and retrieve my $, because there was no telling if I would see it if I hadn't. Anyway she accused me of going behind her back and started cursing me out, so I got ignorant right with her. I wanted the $ back because I had to do something to my car and I wanted to get her a wedding gift but she didn't care, My account ended up being overdrawn, and now we're not speaking, she just recently moved to Westminister, I don't know where, and right now I don't want to know. But I do feel terrible about the whole thing. I feel like no matter what I've done for her and no matter how much I've struggled as a result of helping her, she doesn't care, and I'm truly and deeply hurt. My husband of course is upset because he feels she cheated the system for everything she has and doesn't appreciate what we do for her. She says he disrespected her and doesn't know her like that and I should have put him in his place. He was trying to calm the situation down, but it got out of hand and they started yelling at one another. Not to mention my husband is a total pessimist. We were living beyond our means in the townhouse we were renting, so we've abandoned our lease ( i know not the smartest idea) and came to live over my late grandmother's house which my uncle owns. He does no home improvements only is seen when rent is due. I live with my other uncles and my uncle/landlord's brother in law, whom we think pays no rent, My food gets eaten, no one cleans when they cook, it's ridiculous. We're neck high in debt, and there may only be one ray of hope for us getting out of this situation, which would be a merger between companies that may end us up living in FL, all expenses paid, which would be great!!! But my husband feels as though because we're living here he's not taking care of us, that we should be enjoying our paychecks and not giving it all to bills, which I totally agree, but it's just not the way the world works, he's always so mad at the world. I say all this to give you some sort of insight on my life. I love my husband. I feel as though I have been wrong and cruel to him because I hadn't let go of my baggage before I met him. I love my son, and I've been cruel to him because I brought him into a situation that I wasn't particularly ready for. I want to finish school, I want to do alot of things, lose weight is top priority, but on friday I was sooooo depressed, and I didn't know why, I felt like I had no control over anything. :think I had 6 chocolate chip Cookies on friday. I don't think I'm an emotional eater, but maybe I am, maybe I try to take too much on. Maybe I brought this all on myself. I'm eating the right amount of calories for the most part but it's still more carbs and fat than Protein. I have to get a replacement card for my gym membership before I go back, and there's no one close to me to walk with, although I know these shouldn't be excuses but they're the ones that are flying through my mind right now. :help: I want to move to FL so bad but it seems as if it's not going to happen, although we won't know until the beginning of the year. I just want to get away from everyone and everything. I mean I know that new problems may arise and I may eat 6 more chocolate chip cookies, but I've been so good at resisting sweets, and now I throw it all away and I don't even know why. Today I had 3 more cookies, weren't as good as last night though, freshly made, warm and soft. I feel like a failure, and I hate it when I can't seem to cheer my husband up or when he takes the weight of the world and puts it on his own shoulders, and never wants to talk to me about what's wrong, just takes it out on us. I talk to him about this. I let him know that it isn't fair to us, and I'm his wife, I want to listen to what's bothering him. But I guess he feels he can make it work on his own. Sometimes I feel like I dont even matter to anyone. I've gotten so low with my self esteem that I dont even want to wear makeup or do my hair anymore, i need new clothes, although I haven't changed sizes yet, new shoes, new accessories. I used to care about those things, I also used to have my own money and no real debt to speak of. Sometimes I just wish that my ex still wanted me so I could rebuff him. Make him feel like he made me feel when he wanted my friend instead of having a life with me. We were young. I know, but when I told him that I dreamt he died on instant messenger one day just recently, he just put up an away message that pretty much said it's not gonna happen ever again. Which I know was directed to me. Still a jerk. I guess I just want to stick it to him, I want to be slim and trim so the next time he sees me strolling by and he's drooling I can just pick his lip up off the floor as I pass him holding hands with my hubby. Perfect dream. :heh: I've lost 11 lbs so far. My period came on finally since my surgery. So the scale stayed even this monday when I weighed myself. This coming monday, I'm afraid it'll tell a different tale. Anyone have any suggestions on how to eat healthy and within range on a serious budget, or just how to get me out of my funk? If you're still reading, I'm all ears. :cry Sorry so long, but much needed. Marcelle

I'm going to go kinda in depth with my life, and I'll let you know that before I begin this is a long story. I am 24 years old with a 2 year old son, i've had obesity issues all of my life, and that is the god honest truth. I have a husband, whom I adore, and a past I can't seem to stop thinking about. My first love, he was a sweeitie and a jerk, I contribute that to being young. I was totally in love with him. Almost every first a young girl could have was with him. I loved him so much that I was just awfully depressed when we broke up. In college we had on and off intimate relationships, brief ones or should I say affairs since he was already involved. With a good friend of mine after we went off to college. I was with him from 8th grade until I guess my junior year of college. My family as always been on me about my weight. I've been called everything from baby whale, to miss piggy, but I'm not blaming them for my weight problem.:straight Please don't get me wrong. After my last episode with my high school sweetheart, I met my husband, a year later married him and 6 months after that had our first child. I love him and my son, but I feel as though I was totally selfish about the whole ordeal. I moved too quickly on the relationship and marriage just to get my ex out of my system, which I was unsuccessful with until recently, I had my son just to get out of school, well just the school I hated, which my mother wouldn't let me leave. Just recently I got into it big with my closest cousin, we're the same age only she's 1 month older. She relies totally on government assistance to get her where she is, she's made countless mistakes in her life and I'm always trying to help her, always trying to lend her helpful advice, but she never takes it. She has 3 kids, 8, 7,and recently a 2 month old all boys. She suckered a guy who already had kids into getting her pregnant. Pressured him into marrying him. Don't get me wrong he has problems too, I mean we all do, they're just a little nuttier than most. Anyway, she asked me for $ to help her pay a BGE bill, me thinking of the kids gave her the $ on the promise that she would repay it the next day. I don't know why I fell for that okie doke knowing that the girl doesnt work anywhere to be able to pay me the $, but I had just taken her to david's bridal to try to find her a $99 wedding dress since she was so intent on getting married the following week, needless to say she didn't give me my money claiming that she was waiting on someone else to pay her that "owed" her money. I ended up having to track the girl down and retrieve my $, because there was no telling if I would see it if I hadn't. Anyway she accused me of going behind her back and started cursing me out, so I got ignorant right with her. I wanted the $ back because I had to do something to my car and I wanted to get her a wedding gift but she didn't care, My account ended up being overdrawn, and now we're not speaking, she just recently moved to Westminister, I don't know where, and right now I don't want to know. But I do feel terrible about the whole thing. I feel like no matter what I've done for her and no matter how much I've struggled as a result of helping her, she doesn't care, and I'm truly and deeply hurt. My husband of course is upset because he feels she cheated the system for everything she has and doesn't appreciate what we do for her. She says he disrespected her and doesn't know her like that and I should have put him in his place. He was trying to calm the situation down, but it got out of hand and they started yelling at one another. Not to mention my husband is a total pessimist. We were living beyond our means in the townhouse we were renting, so we've abandoned our lease ( i know not the smartest idea) and came to live over my late grandmother's house which my uncle owns. He does no home improvements only is seen when rent is due. I live with my other uncles and my uncle/landlord's brother in law, whom we think pays no rent, My food gets eaten, no one cleans when they cook, it's ridiculous. We're neck high in debt, and there may only be one ray of hope for us getting out of this situation, which would be a merger between companies that may end us up living in FL, all expenses paid, which would be great!!! But my husband feels as though because we're living here he's not taking care of us, that we should be enjoying our paychecks and not giving it all to bills, which I totally agree, but it's just not the way the world works, he's always so mad at the world. I say all this to give you some sort of insight on my life. I love my husband. I feel as though I have been wrong and cruel to him because I hadn't let go of my baggage before I met him. I love my son, and I've been cruel to him because I brought him into a situation that I wasn't particularly ready for. I want to finish school, I want to do alot of things, lose weight is top priority, but on friday I was sooooo depressed, and I didn't know why, I felt like I had no control over anything. :think I had 6 chocolate chip Cookies on friday. I don't think I'm an emotional eater, but maybe I am, maybe I try to take too much on. Maybe I brought this all on myself. I'm eating the right amount of calories for the most part but it's still more carbs and fat than Protein. I have to get a replacement card for my gym membership before I go back, and there's no one close to me to walk with, although I know these shouldn't be excuses but they're the ones that are flying through my mind right now. :help: I want to move to FL so bad but it seems as if it's not going to happen, although we won't know until the beginning of the year. I just want to get away from everyone and everything. I mean I know that new problems may arise and I may eat 6 more chocolate chip cookies, but I've been so good at resisting sweets, and now I throw it all away and I don't even know why. Today I had 3 more cookies, weren't as good as last night though, freshly made, warm and soft. I feel like a failure, and I hate it when I can't seem to cheer my husband up or when he takes the weight of the world and puts it on his own shoulders, and never wants to talk to me about what's wrong, just takes it out on us. I talk to him about this. I let him know that it isn't fair to us, and I'm his wife, I want to listen to what's bothering him. But I guess he feels he can make it work on his own. Sometimes I feel like I dont even matter to anyone. I've gotten so low with my self esteem that I dont even want to wear makeup or do my hair anymore, i need new clothes, although I haven't changed sizes yet, new shoes, new accessories. I used to care about those things, I also used to have my own money and no real debt to speak of. Sometimes I just wish that my ex still wanted me so I could rebuff him. Make him feel like he made me feel when he wanted my friend instead of having a life with me. We were young. I know, but when I told him that I dreamt he died on instant messenger one day just recently, he just put up an away message that pretty much said it's not gonna happen ever again. Which I know was directed to me. Still a jerk. I guess I just want to stick it to him, I want to be slim and trim so the next time he sees me strolling by and he's drooling I can just pick his lip up off the floor as I pass him holding hands with my hubby. Perfect dream. :heh: I've lost 11 lbs so far. My period came on finally since my surgery. So the scale stayed even this monday when I weighed myself. This coming monday, I'm afraid it'll tell a different tale. Anyone have any suggestions on how to eat healthy and within range on a serious budget, or just how to get me out of my funk? If you're still reading, I'm all ears. :cry Sorry so long, but much needed. Marcelle

Thank you so much for all of your positive words. I really appreciate your reply and I will remember what you said. thanks again. Marcelle

Hanover is cool, actually anything near 695 is good. I'm not sure where we can have a meeting with it not costing anything, like a free room or something other than someone's house. But let me know when you plan on having that meeting at your home and I'll be there

Thanks everybody!!! Reading all of your posts is bringing tears to my eyes. I have a wonderful husband. I guess my insecurities keep wanting to involve my ex in the mix because it's what was familiar when i was feeling this way back then. The fact of the matter is, I haven't talked to him in a while, and won't again. He was and always will be a jerk, atleast to me unfortunately. The good news is... my love handles are getting smaller, almost non existant. Now to tackle the ones in the back!!! As far as my cousin is concerned, she's moved on to another county with her life now, and I'll be moving on with my life to FL if this merger with my husband's job goes through, if not I have an alternate plan of PA anyway. So either way it'll be a fresh start for me. I'm actually involved in a credit counseling or debt management service, it just seems long and unsucessful because it's all the little things getting paid first, the big things last, but either way I'm paying off something. But thank you all so much for all of your words of encouragement. I knew I could count on you guys to read and respond. With much love and admiration Marcelle

thanks. I know I'm playing with fire, I'm stupid sometimes, and I should throw out the rest of the cookies, but hubby will get mad because I know he wants them so I'll just put them away, and i'll go walking with my son when he awakes from his nap. Thanks for reading and posting, it means a lot someone actually wants to listen, I'll go to oprah.com right now.

I feel so left out you guys.:think I really wish I could see you guys in person, talk to you, come to meetings as well, but they're so far away, I don't live as close to DC as you guys do. So maybe someone can help me start a Balt/Metro area group meeting, to coninside(sp.) with your meeting for those who can't make it down there and need something closer. Any takers? Marcelle

Well, actually i'm kinda close to 95. I would say about 10 min away from it. Where is the point, and what is TOPS anyway? Teresa said something about it in her earlier post, but if you guys are just going on the weekends I can join ya. I have a car. I'll just strap the little guy in and keep on truckin. Hey if I can go to the mall and do that, then I can meet you guys. Let me know when and where next time if you're walking on the weekend, now I'm kinda slow, and I don't want to hold you all up or anything, but I'm willing to go.:clap2:

He Kee... I wish you were closer too. Thanks for responding though, it seems as if everyone is near the dc area. :cry

Anyone in the Baltimore City Area that wants to walk let me know. I really need to start moving I'm 3 weeks out today

don't I know it :eyebrows:

I was trying to adjust my pajama pants and I accidentally ripped off my steri strip, scab and all, it had a little bleeding, I tried to wet it and stick it back on but it fell off. So I put some peroxide on the spot and stuck a band aid on it. Think I'll be ok?

I was trying to adjust my pajama pants and I accidentally ripped off my steri strip, scab and all, it had a little bleeding, I tried to wet it and stick it back on but it fell off. So I put some peroxide on the spot and stuck a band aid on it. Think I'll be ok?

That's great!!! keep me updated and I'll try to get to all the ones closest to me. The baby is fine, he's getting into everything, having temper tantrums, and the hubby well. I'm working on him, trying not to put so much pressure on him for sex, we have a nice gap in our ages about 8 years, he feels as though that peak for him has come and gone and I feel as though you can never lose it as long as you use it. You know? Well anyways, maybe he'll come around. Maybe not. I think he will though. Especially when he sees me all sexy in my little outfits as I hit goal. :confused:

well unfortunately bowie is really far from baltimore if that's where your support group meetings are, we do have them every third wednesday for my surgeon. So I will be attending a support group though. Thanks for the invite though. you're a doll

and somehow that just made me feel a whole lot better. Thanks Teresa you have a way with words, I have tried to get back on the bandwagon so to speak and I did walk yesterday for 45 min so today hubby and I are supposed to be going to the mall, I'll do my walking there, to pick up some things for this baby shower I'm supposed to attend this weekend with folks who were all like I dont know why you're getting this surgery, did you try everything humanly possible before you go ahead with it, did you think about your husband or your son, etc etc, they'll be examining me, looking at what I eat, oh well, I guess I'll be a guinea pig for the day because I want to show some love for a friend, her nosey family on the other hand, I feel can shove it.:heh: Love ya. We need to meet up sometime, maybe your hubby/so can talk to my hubby and we can all hang out!!! Marcelle

well...Theresa...I've been a baaaaaaaaaaaaaaad girl. I'm not eating what I'm supposed to be, I kinda got it mixed up and didn't do all liquids for the first two weeks, which I'm still enduring now. I called my dietician today and she reminded me of what to eat. I can't stand this phase it sucks like you know what. I long to just eat a sandwich again. anything really, I know it would have to be in smaller portions, that I don't care about, but just to eat something regular without feeling like OMG what did I just do to my band... and be full and like it. :hungry: sheesh!!!!!!! but I have lost 10 lbs so far, and I just started walking today. so I anticipate more poundage lost soon, I'm clear for aerobics after this week is up so I can go to the gym. That's cool. I just wish I had someone doing this with me. My husband of course claimed he would do the eating thing with me, instead he's eating all kinds of pizza and cheesesteak subs as I sit over on the side crying, telling him he needs to get far far away from me while he eats that and for 1 hour afterward so I won't smell it on his breath.:confused: Anyway, I just wish that my girlfriend wouldn't have chickened out on me and took diet pills, but more power to her. I can't stand this crap. I want to curse so bad... :heh: pathetically yours marcelle

Thanks for the info NurseTeresa. I didn't think I really had to call my doctor about it since there was a scab and all and since it was stuck to the steri strip when it came off, that would explain the bleeding. The bandaid was twice the size of the steri strip so I thought I would be ok. It's not even sore anymore, besides it was starting to fall off. I'm only 1 week post op today though. Maybe I heal fast. Who knows? But thanks though.

Lol you're very funny Teresa. Well. I didn't think about calling my doctor because it was very little to no blood anyway, and the scab was there and that's why I was bleeding, It was starting to come off on its own. The Liquids are "Great!!! Never Better" of course they suck and yes I have been picking up the baby, I know it's a bad thing, but I asked him about it before I got the surgery, he told me that it's a fact of life that babies want to be held by their mommies, and it's also a fact of life that mommies want to hold their babies, so hold him. Just dont pick him up too much, which I don't anyway so, it's ok. Yes I have much band gas coming from the lower end now and not just the upper so much. Hubby is not responding to me sexually now because he thinks he'll hurt me. that's an excuse he wasnt responding before the surgery either. But I'll survive... how are you by the way? I hope everything is well, and thanks for responding.

I was trying to adjust my pajama pants and I accidentally ripped off my steri strip, scab and all, it had a little bleeding, I tried to wet it and stick it back on but it fell off. So I put some peroxide on the spot and stuck a band aid on it. Think I'll be ok?