myturn0421

I did have some port tenderness the bigger I got, but it wasn't bad

Congrats!!!! I have been banded since 10/2008 and I just had my first kiddo. The whole experience was great! I was really nervous when I first found out too, but in the end I'm thankful I had my band during my pregnancy. I had a lot of anxiety when I first saw the scale creeping up, it was really hard on me. Thankfully, I'm really comfortable being open with my hubby, so I sat down with him and expressed my concerns and we worked it out. Once I got past that, I was beyond thrilled. I gained 40lbs total, 10 the last two weeks alone! Once my son was born, I lost the first 20lbs easily. This last 20 is coming off slowly, I have 5lbs left. I got a complete unfil at 6 weeks only because I was going on a cruise and my surgeon was concerned about morning sickness hitting me in the middle of the Gulf of Mexico, lol. I was fortunate and didn't have any sickness I still haven't gotten a fill, I've been getting stuck a lot recently. I've heard a lot of people say that the band is more finiky post pregnancy. I'm scheduled for an EGD today to make sure everything looks good. If it does, my surgeon wants me to go on a high protein liquid diet for a week to try to "reset" my stomach.

That sucks about the whole surgeon thing! I've been fortunate and my surgeon checks in me periodically. His nurse is still the same, and is still wonderful. Dr Beall still does all his adjustments and aftercare personally.

I can honestly say, I've missed this site! I used to be here almost daily! I'm scheduled for an EGD tomorrow to take a look at everything, I hope everything is OK, having issues getting stuck even though my band is empty. Both my hubby and I need to refocus, and start from the begining. He was banded May 2007 and I was Oct 2008. We are both about 50 lbs from our goals. I've already lost 60-70 (back and forth) and DH has lost 90-100!!! I still wouldn't change a thing

Hey Everyone! It's been awhile since I've been around too!! I am actually needing to refocus, badly!!! I lost 65lbs and was well on my way, then I got pregnant. I did pretty good, gained 40 pounds (10 the last 2 weeks alone!) I have 10 more pounds to lose from my baby weight, then I still have 50 lbs more to go! My band is completely empty, but I've been getting stuck lately. I had a barium swallow 2 weeks ago, my placement is good, but I have a slight "lip". Doc wants to do an EGD to make sure everything is OK.

I am having a really hard time and just wanted to express how I was feeling to people that understand. I'm almost 6 weeks pregnant and couldn't be happier, except for the weight gain thing. I haven't finished losing my weight and right now I'm terrified. I had to get completely unfilled, no morning sickness, but it's as if the moment I conceived my band became too tight. I was getting stuck with EVERYTHING I ate. I have already gained 4 pounds. I know that doesn't sound like a lot, but I'm freaking out. I have been so hungry, I wake up needing to eat something. his morning I had an anxiety attack and I can't do this, it's not healthy for me (or the baby)to be so stressed about my weight. I'm trying to relax and calm down.... How did you guys accept this, or did you? :smile2:

I'm almost 6 weeks preggers and from the moment I conceived, I have been getting stuck. Nothing would go down. My surgeon has already unfilled me completely. I haven't had any morning sickness and if I still don't at my second trimester, he will start filling me up again.

Thanks, I will. I haven't told many people that I am empty. There are too many eyes watching me and my progress here at work. :sad: I work in a large clinic, 30 providers, and I am the first here to have WLS. Sometimes I feel like I'm being treated like a test subject, lol.

Doc said I have to wait a minimum of three months before we can consider refilling. If my stomach goes "back to normal" we can start again, but if it doesn't, we will have to consider removing it. He feels pretty strongly that everything will be alright, I'm not his first pt this has happened to; but it is devastating to me. I guess the only good thing thus far, I am drinking a lot more water trying to keep the full feeling!:sad:

Long story short, I went for my yearly evaluation - they did an upper GI with Barium. It showed that my stomach is bulging around my esophagus. I haven't had any symptoms, but this is common when the band is too tight. I've been eating OK, no sliming, no BP, no vomiting, no acid reflux. My surgeon was actually surprised. If we hadn't found it, I would have increased my risk of erosion. Anyway - he had to remove ALL the fluid out of my band. I have NO restriction. I am trying to be careful and still eat the same as I was, but there is definitely a difference. It's my 1 year bandiversary tomorrow! I've lost 55lbs so far and I really don't want to go backwards. I've tried to hard to get where I am. When I had my band emptied on Thursday, I was an emotional wreck - I was grieving. I guess I just want someone to say it will be OK. I hope I am strong enough not to gain any weight back. And right at the Holidays to top it off! :sad:

To all my women friends & all my guy friends so that you may better understand women! When you have to visit a public bathroom, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place. Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the stall doors. Every stall is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the stall. You get into find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants! The dispenser for the ‘modern seat covers' (invented by someone's Mom, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your purse on the door hook, if there was one, but there isn't - so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck,(Mom would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR! ),yank down your pants, and assume 'The Stance.' In this position your aging, toneless thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but you certainly hadn't taken time to wipe the seat or lay toilet paper on it, so you hold 'The Stance.' To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser! In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, 'Honey, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have known there was no toilet paper!' Your thighs shake more. You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your purse. (Oh yeah, the purse around your neck, that now, you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do. You crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail. Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your purse, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest, and you and your purse topple backward against the tank of the toilet. 'Occupied!' you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, lose your footing altogether, and slide down directly onto the TOILET SEAT. It is wet, of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper -not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try. You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because, you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, 'You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get.' By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl that sprays a fine mist of water that covers your butt and runs down your legs and into your shoes. The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force that you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too. At this point, you give up! You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a gum wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the faucets with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting. You are no longer able to smile politely to them. A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it??) You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly,'Here, you just might need this.' As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since ‘entered, used, and left’ the men's restroom. Annoyed, he asks, 'What took you so long, and why is your purse hanging around your neck?' This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with a public restrooms [rest??? You've GOT to be kidding!!]. It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers their other commonly asked questions about, why women go to the restroom in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your purse and hand you Kleenex under the door! Send this to all women that need a good laugh AND, don't forget to have a mammogram!!!!!! It could save your life! A Friend Is Like A Good Bra... hard to find, supportive, comfortable, always lifts you up, never lets you down, or leaves you hanging, and is always 'Close To Your Heart' !!!

*taking a drink to go* Real work calls, gotta go - The bar is open, help yourself.... JENNIFER7375, I hope you enjoy your steak I'll check in later!

coming right up! I'll tell the grill to get the steak started - they are the best!