Frustr8

Just remember--- my buds " Low Fat" Low Sugar" "Artificially sweetened" even " Diet" Equates Chemical S***-Storm!

From another driving on a bumpy road, Stay Strong, Stay Committed and do believe in YOU! Don't know when, not sure how, But YOU and ME, WE WILL MAKE IT THROUGH!👭

I have already tried failure, didn't like it, let's see what success and a bright future feel like!💚💜❤👉😝👈💙💛❤

So @ delta girl93, how are you doing this 2019 year? Did you reach all those goals you were hoping for? 😣

Not a bad price for what you're getting at all!😝📦

Try Dr Mark Pleatman, I think his location( if I recall right) is Bloomfield Hills, he is often on the Bariatric Pal pages as an highly approved surgeon, if his office will not work with you ( dollars to donuts they will) I'm sure they can recommend someone who will. What's in it for me to to state this recommendation? Not a durn thing, never been his patient, his picture looks personable, I'm just a humble Buckeye. who found her miracle worker bariatric surgeon at Ohio State University, had her surgery September 5th, and just wants everybody to find a perfect fit. Oh and P.S. many insurance companies are dropping the 6 month requirements, oh that yours would join them! Best wishes from The Center of Ohio and ME!

Did you see Sean died a day or so ago at 29? He had predicted he would never make it to 30.,obviously his ❤ simply said " No Mas!" and that was it.,4th death in less than a year, only,one of them suicide. R, I.P. Sean, may God grant,you the,peace you did not have on earth.🙏

Me too, I 'll vote the. straight izucks ticket!

Aramaic/Arabic equivalent for " Screwed Over" that was this guys name. Every morning he woke up, rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, slipped on his sandals and went out into the fields to work and try to make Big Daddy proud. Day after tedious day he slogged along. Did Daddy say Well done S.O.- doubtful. Meanwhile Bubba Flibberty- Gibbety headed off for the nearest city. with bright lights, plenty of wine, Good and Bad and an unending supply of " I Don't Care" women. Could have been Sodom, Gommorah or even Ninevah, but it was not a place where people went to church, temple or mosque. And if you notice Our Lord wasn't too specific about location or time elapsed, that way when you hear the story , you start thinking "He might have meant ME!" Excellent tactic. Anyway after spending his money, destroying his health, downgrading his diet from good food to pig slop, he woke up and said I believe I'll go home. Maybe Big Daddy will let me sleep in a corner of the barn, even the coner where the shed roof has almost fallen in ,it will be better than Here! Well I identify with poor old .S.O., did my upmost not to be a trial to my parents, they were older than average, didn't want them to be sorry I interuppted their couplehood. Didn't drink, never smoked, didn't run around with fast hoodlum boys, didn't even single date until over 21, it was known if you wanted to to be with Frustr8 you had to date the entire Youth fellowship, in my town even the CYO kids went hay-riding, taffy pulling and such together, had we had a temple even the Jewish youth would have been welcome. The only sorrow I gave is I'm on the Autism spectrum with 2 very neurotypical. parents. One of my mama's lines " its like being a hen raising a clutch of duck eggs. Your baby keeps swimming and all you can do is pace the shore squawking" that one I learned to accept , the one that cut me to the quick " A million babies in this world, and I had to get YOU?" Well news flash many years later,It wasn't all "beer and skittles" does something to you when you're NEVER good enough. So the story of S.O. really resonated with me , to keep trying and trying to win love and then Big Daddy throws a party for someone else. Taint right, taint fair, and although when they were little he loved his little brother, he resented him to the moon and back. Thus ends my long sermonette!

Well I still wish for and ask for your prayers. My path may be straight and narrow but there are barbed wiring on either side as far as I can see! Now for a mini- Biblical rant. One of my least loved stories is the Prodigal Son. You all remember , Big Daddy throws a Big Party because his wandering son came home. Well I have sympathy for the other brother. If there is a Hebrew/ Aramaici

I can either let it DEFINE ME* CONFINE ME*REFINE ME* or even. OUTSHINE ME! or choose to move on and leave the sorrows and pains of the Past Behind Me. In this GRAND JOURNEY OF LIFE I Am wagering on me for the win. The world may see only outward failure , they have totally discounted my inner strength and courage. It is a Win- Win situation for ME!👉😝👈

May I have at least a weak,Oo- Rah? Very very proud of you, remember you owe us all a picture of you when through, if you turn chicken(perish the thought!) you can always PM me one, okay? 2-3 days out, very little pain , drove my son bonkers, kept exposing my belly, couldn't still believe those truly were incisions, thought Dr Needleman drew them on with a thin Red Magic Marker, tapped them gently with a gloved finger, still not much pain , wonder if they gave me some sort of nerve block? When sensation came back approximately 5 days out when the small skin blood vessel started bleeding under my skin until it looked like I was carrying an alien baby in there, it was more itching and prickly discomfort then. Until I started stenosising and ulcerative in there I was much less painful than anything else, that' when Precious Pouch started upchucking even more than when OSU makes a touchdown and I was having so much right subcostal pain, thought Dr N had killed my liver, kept looking in the mirror for my sclera to turn yellow with jaundice.And ThAt's a Tornado tail I'm still riding, to paraphrase the Flintstones commercial " Two months 23 days and Still pumping". Good news for me I'm going from 12 to 10 hours, smaller TPN bags, fewer calories, and I am supposed to try p.o. 2 oz either soft squishy carrots and such veggies or 2 oz protein chewed to an gray gelatinous mass every 2 to 2.5 hours. Bad news I now have a viral infection, nonA, nonB influenza, positive blood cultures x2, adult thrush because I am now immunocompromized, since I don't visit bariatric again until March 26th for my (Whaaa,10th) endoscopic examination of my esophagus, RnY pouch with stomal structure anomaly, jejuneal(2nd intestinal portion) with its not yet perforated, not yet bleeding ulcerations. Tra-la tweedle dee dee, if I had planned to be this special I would have perfected the Miss America wave better. But you know I will get through this all, at any case my PCP says let's cure this problem first then you can join their little diet,planning. So endoscopy 3/26. follow-up 4/12. what then ? PICC line removal? Rejoin the eating race? Resume the weight loss, cause right now I'm at a near stand still, 3 pounds one month, 6 pounds then other,but when the PICC line was inserted I immediately regained 12 pounds I had lost from malnourishment and dehydration. This may be a straight trail but there are barbed wired lines, on each side. Are they also electrified? Not touching to find out!

Well technically You All Are March Sleepers, nobody is doing such Bariatric Surgery with a local, my Doctor Needleman is as brave as most but even HE wouldn't want ME awake making comments through the whole procedure. Just. some get ESG,VSG, DS, RnY bypass but every man Jack is in La- La-Land at that time. I was an awake endoscopy, an EGJ, but THAT wasn't planned, they undersedated me, red-heads require more. Did not scare me and/or upset me but then I'm the 1 in a million person. So dang special I nearly stink!👈😝👉

Me too, they came marching in with a med and a pull crusher, OSU makes you a gift of one inScarlet with the college seal on it." Woah I said , just let me see that rascal" Yep I can swallow that and did, did cruch my chewable multivite, almost turned me off pureed applesauce forever! Ever tried swallowing vitamin-tasting Kitty Litter slurry? After about a week or so of these fun and games, I dug out my prenatal caplets, only 1 a day,more nutritionally complete, even iron there. My secret- 1 oz cuplet of liquid, toss in the pull and let it ride the wave down to my tummy-tum-tum. Finally owned up to it at 1 month in , visible jerk on nurse's body then she said "Different Strokes Different Folks" and that was that!💞😝👍Power to the Plump RedHaired Princess *1 Bariatric Staff*Nil!

Shame carolue-free doesn't taste better and is soul- sustaining!💦 Ah but such,is LIFE!

You're quite welcome, Good Luck and God Bless from an distant American cousin. We all are if you go back fare enough, U.K.transported to USA and Canada long before Oz. Mine probably tried to poach the King's deer , most of my current kinfolk aren't bright enough to been highwaymen, too dumb to be transported to Barbados or Jamaica, Bless their weird little souls but some on my Daddy's side couldn't find a light socket if you painted a band of glow in the dark paint around it! But alas they are on MY FAMILY,TREE🌲

Maybe this is a wrong place to post this but I am thinking of getting myself a Motivational t-shirt or sweater. It shall say " I no,longer fear the word . ."Impossible"for it contains I'm Possible within it!" Think THAT is a fine thought!😝📦😝

July 2017, 2019 or 2019?

BRECHER,baby, not whatever Spell Check. is using today!

Hmmmm does Alex Need her know if there is a website for us recovering food addicts? Maybe someone should start one. Something like" On Journey Together" sounds better than Stretched Skin Society? L.O.L🎁😝📦

Well we'll its Me, lttler by the day ME. For those who have been following me it's 5 months 2 c weeks into this cheap poorly-written soup Opera of my post- surgery life. 2 and a half months since Catheterine Jo my PICC line catheter became steady company with each,other. Actual Surgery was September 5th 2018, PICC LINE insertion November 29 2018, started 24 hours a day because I had depleted my Protein stores, was accidently starving myself with malnourishment, and since I had gone to Surgery Date with a BMI in the mid/high 40s, outside world would not have noticed the state I was in. My body was at the point of stealing protein from other body portions to sustain itself. And where was its next potential target? Yep the Cardiac Muscle, already had a potential "time bomb" in my chest called a thoracic aorta aneurysm, if my poor poor beleagured ❤ started whimpering and flailing around, what could the Final Outcome? Do you all stock high heels, a black outfit and a hat with a veil? Went from from 24 hours, to 14 to 12 and this coming week,on February 19/ 20th I am to go to 2 ounces of mushy as possible, if not mooshy mushy I am to chomp it to a gray gelatinous mass before attempting,to ingest it. Now Titus was just a weanling pup when all this started, 7ncle Alfie has him out in the fields and woods, cause now That Dog Is big enough,to Hunt . Now I am a little excited, a little apprehensive, I have now been given Bariatric Permission to re Enter the the Land of the Chewing. And I get a picture of my 4 Bariatric Foremothers sitting and perhaps stifling a giggle behind their Weight reduced hands. Fluffy Chix, Green Tealael, Orchids and Dragons, Silly Kitty. You see folks , since 2 1/2- 3 weeks since my stomal structure and jejunal ulcers reared their ugly little heads I have been permanently,parked in Liquid-Land where all my Exs are not in Texas , they are with my currents in Liquid-Land where everything has the consistency of damaged Rainwater. So my little glass scale is waiting, my baby 2 oz cups, some wax paper to put under meats, my itty- bitty spoons which in the silverware drawer in a zip lock bag. And although the would prefer meats I can have 2 mini meals of smooshed up carrots or other soft veggies. No Virginia mashed potato is not a veggie, 9h I did ask. So at this point 2 oz every 3 hours during waking hours, they will mini- evaluate last of March, my TPN decreases in size of bag and calorie level and timing , I got to go 10 hours instead. See for over 2 months I have lived on TPN and Bariatric Vitamins. Wonder if there is a Saint dedicated to diatetics, Orchids and Dragons will know such things, if not it gives her an opportunity to go to Mid-week Mass to ask Father on my behalf. So everybody think positively for your Frustr8, I haven't had THIS CHANCE for months!😝🍮🍳🍏🍒🍍

Happy Birthday 🎁🍰📦Cecy50 my dear So happy I got to meet YOU on here May your days go happy, may they find you well And most of all Cecy may your waistline again never swell! From your Bari' Bud in Central Ohio, Frustr8 February 16 2019

If you feel you're going to be wetting yourself still move on to reward slowly but bravely. It is far better to leave smal droplets than than to stand frozen and immobile in a puddle of pee signed S. W. W. ( sadder, wiser , wetter) February 2019💦😥💦

Faith is seeing light when all your Physical eyes can see is deep darkness. Hope says there is an answer when all that x an be heard is silence, and there shall be a TOMORROW when all your Todays pile up in a stack of pain.🙏

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