Neonicus021

Things are getting better, slowly but surely. Now that their move out date is less then 2 weeks away they've stopped going food shopping and no long hog the fridge. And soon I'll be able to cook as I please in the kitchen.

I've started my WLS journey, and no one in my home supports my decision. It's made me quite nervous about it all, and all I've managed to do lately is freak myself out over it. They keep trying to force me to eat foods I shouldn't/can't eat (either for my diet or something I'm allergic too). I don't know how to handle it and make them understand what I'm going through. Anyone have any advice?

Thank you!

I've actually, finally, lucked out. The biggest offenders are moving out April 1st, which would leave my mother and youngest brother at home. My mother is coming around to understanding. She recently broke her knee cap and now understands the pain I'm in every day.

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I have accidently taken a after surgery stage 2 test run. How? I lost two tooth fillings the other day and I can not chew anything without suffering shooting pain through my jaw and sinuses, and I have to say....I'm sick of soup....and I haven't even had my surgery.

I appericate your advice and help! My friends are in a tough spot right now, but we're looking for a place that we can share. So hopefully I'll be able to get out of there soon Sent from my SM-N920T using BariatricPal mobile app

Im in my mid 25 going on 26 soon, and I've been well within proper weight for most of my life. I didnt start gaining weight until I was injured nearly ten years ago in a fall on ice. Afyer that i mantained a "slighlty over weight" weight until i started birth control, which, the last product i was on made me gain 150lbs in 3 months while i wasnt hungry and therefore not eating- unlike 90% of my family whom werr just overweight from poor choices (most of my 7 siblings have different fathers and I took after my very tall, very thin father). Last year I had to move back home (after a rather unfortunate series of events) with my mother, 2 brothers and one of my brothers baby mama and 3 kids. Since I've made the decision to get WLS they've done things such as openly voice that it's stupid and I don't need it, and berate me for my diet and generally make me feel like I shouldn't, and CAN'T, do it. Intentionally take up all freezer (both of them) and fridge space so that I have nowhere to keep my food, order takeout most nights of the week so there's no food cooked and since I don't have any food (except cans of tuna and Miso soup) there's no food to cook. On the off chance that they cook, they constantly cook mushrooms (allergic) on the same pans they're going to cook everything else on (even if they plan to keep them separate from the food). The steam from cooked mushroom make me break out in hives, really, really badly. Ingesting them can send me into mild anaphylactic shock, and I've gotten very good at knowing the signs the second one hits my tongue. They literally do not care. They've said to me, multiple times, "I put mushrooms in things you eat all the time and you never have a problem." Mind you, I can tell by smell and a first small bite while being relatively safe if there are, and I throw the food away. I've been eating once a day, and it's mainly store bought lunch while I'm at work. They've even started getting their 3 year old to mock my diet, or the 1.5 year old to hand me his very unhealthy snacks. I also have damage to my leg from my accident, and now damage to my foot after breaking it- I can not longer move 3 of my toes on that foot and only the big toe wiggles a bit. Even though I've explained to them that with all this excess weight it exacerbating the pain, they don't seem care nor understand. My only option is to move back out, which I fiscally cannot afford to do at the moment. I'm in an insane amount of debt thanks to my ex, I don't make enough money to rent an apartment on my own, and the apartments I can afford are either disgusting, or they're nice but the landlord is a creep/bigot/racist etc. I have 2 friends who support my decision fully, one of which actively goes to support meetings with me. A third friend is coming around to it, and understands that my ability to walk is important, and has started to adjust our friend dynamics according - such as instead of going out to eat and shop, going for a long walk and stopping by healthy or vegan cafes for a small meal and some tea. I just don't know how else to make my family understand and get the support I need in my home. Having said that, my brother finally understands the mushroom thing, as this morning he was making an omelet and I place a mushroom directly on my arm. He was horrified to see how badly I broke out everwhere, and has said he'd stop cooking them on the same pans and follow a more allergen aware cooking style.