Frustr8

Always thought if I joined FB I would take a name like Everybody so it would say" Everybody Friends you!" And about a mule or high 🐎, I think Nothing would be a lovely name. That way if somebody complains you're answering calls or texts, you could. say " Oh I am so sorry but I was out doing NOTHING!" more fun than admitting you were out mucking the stable÷ Of course I do have one fair- weather friend I would tell the reverse " Up to my axles in Horse Poo" , she's the one who claimed her gallbladder was rotting in her, got dismissed and promptly spent the day at Mall of the Americas, going store to store, level to level. Good News, I ACCIDENTALLY FORGOT to give her my new phone number when I moved and I'm unlisted 📝NOW! Snicker Snicker and a LOL!😝

Ah, cyclobenzapribe is my Good Buddy- Flexeril- there have been times it has helped me from crawling on the floor likes a guerilla fighter when having excruciating leg cramps, but another" Isn't that odd?" my cats vet told me it did no more for him than eating Pez Candies. Life is more interesting when you realize GOD didn't create us "One Size Fits All" or " One Temperment is Necessary" if he also likes Variety who am I to compain if you don't see things the way I do. I'm ME , you are YOU, and I think it's so cool when we respect each other's point of view. No mirror reflects back the same for every person, does it?

It is nearly impossible to love others without loving and respecting yourself first!

Well why shouldn't he be , you're a cool lady now but shortly you're going to be turning into HOT STUFF and they'll be saying "Dayum I WISH SHE WAS MINE!"

I suspect you may have had the 2 sections of your stomach separated by just staples, some may have popped open and now you have a passage into the normally bypassed segment of your original stomach. That in practicality negates the benefits your original surgery would have given you. Never heard of another but it must still be possible. Please keep us updated🙏 on your further developments.

And excited for you and Train well, stay centered and I believe you will have success!

OMG Alex- STAY Strong- we need you and we need your baby "Bariatric Pal", I know it has made such a difference in my life, helped an geriatric aged lady (ME) to stay brave and search until I found my answer, many times I got apprehensive, 72 was not a premium age to seek RNY surgery, but I now know I can make it through to my finish. I would never made it down to Onderland without the support I got here. Less than 25 pounds to goal, and I NEVER BELIEVED IT COULD HAPPEN. Yeah I hoped, but feared I never would. Thank You. and YOU GET BETTER NOW, You Hear?

Well, i, as well as many others are as a rule on here, so anytime you feel like talking, here we are. No matter how prepared you feel you are, Bariatrics still hold surprises and You Do Learn As You Go. But when I feel bewildered there are always veterans who have helped me get through whatever was bothering ME! And I do believe you'll end up just fine!😝👍

I wondered why somebody wasn't solving my problems Then I realized I was the Someone who needed to Do it!

Well LOL we know what you were full of💩And I'm not really making fun of you, you see I also sing in the "When did I poo💩Last "choir. In fact there are times I am guest soloist. My best way through, Miralax twice a day, if no BM after 2 days I resort to liquid Ducolax, if the third day comes and no💩, we call out the Ducolax pills, when they start working you wouldn't to schedule me anywhere except 1 room from my tile and porcelain abode, because I WILL BE ABIDING THERE. You see I drew the trifecta of colonic misery . I am still,on pureed diet with minimal natural fiber to it, I am getting every day older, well known fact, ageing colons are sluggish and my colon is perfectly happy to stuff and cram until,i get full and then refuses to push things out spontaneously. It thinks it can visit Myrtle Beach or First Lauderdale, but I'm stuck moaning here in Ohio. And after my journey to local hospital for the Milk and Molasses enema,😅oh stop giggling😅 , I literally lost 4.5 pounds. I'm sure in the medical notes it says something like "Lady arrived full,of it, successful evacuation of colon contents" much rather have it say " Frustr8 is a lovely lady and an absolute joy to visit here!" but you know it would be the first. not the nicey one!

Not from me, you're an adult person capable of making and living with the choices you make. I do think you were one lucky duckie🐥to escape any ramifications. Will it always be that way? Can't really say, there few absolutes in life anyway. Well honestly I haven't much drank in my adult life, if you have read my postings you know there are "small business men"aka,"moonshiners "on Daddy's side of the Family Tree. White lightening straight ---cures You of much aspiration to hard liquor. Yes I kept it down, didn't want to shame Daddy. by vomiting on my shoes or the ground. And no, this wasn't not Daddy's idea, in fact he was "up mift tree" about it, some shouting ensued when he found out what his doggone briothers were up to. And if I had any aspirations to alcohol , remember my small dictator, Precious Pouch, she won't even sanction Coffee, you know doggone well she wouldn't accept any hard or semi- hard drinks like THAT!

at mine it's on the reverse of my dietician Roy's business card, my suspection and NOBODY really confirmed it. If some restaurant wants not to honor it they can call him for verification.

I am also an Autie, at the Asperger end of the Spectrum, but never got official validation until after 70. Oh I think it always was there, feeling like a square peg in a round peg world. Much sorrow but now I know, I can acknowledge it, use it for my good and I am ME and that is fine! Our motherboards are wired differently but we all are good people, and more than worthy to be here. Well you know, when we are interested in something we can be almost obsessive? I used that tendency to center on preparing for my RNY Surgery and let nothing deviate me from that goal. Dr Kramer, my Bariatric shrink , said I would be that way and he was correct. Still following my case and may the rest of my life, that's okay. Perhaps it will give new insights that may help others. So anytime you want to chat,PM me or look for me on here. And I will be cheering for you too.

Or me either at 10 months, and thought I was perfectly ready, cool, calm, ready to start living the Bariatric life. And I read all the "pie in the sky" pamphlets I could get my chubby little paws on. Nobody mentioned my Evil new Friend. Stoma-stenosis and his sidekick jejunal ulceration. And I did not realize it takes it seems to take forever to heal. I have been on Carafate every 6 hours since October 12, 2018. I used to joke at autopsy the medical examiner would find my spine consisted of Halls cough drops, well now it has changed to oval white caplets of Carafate. And I am happy- proud of losing 125 since surgery , but Me Oh My, what I have gone through to get there! And when I try to talk to someone about my qualms, all they see is the thinner, more shapely body like a so-called Normal woman and they tune me out. I fear I will turn into a thinner corpse, easy on the pallbearer but actrifle harsh for me. And I am still on pureed,protein shakes, soups, broths and approved no calorie liquids. Know anyone else on basically a pre- surgery liver shrinking diet for almost a year? Except on it I got a 300 calorie Lean Cuisine every evening . Now I don't even have that! And when I try to advance my diet, Precious Pouch slaps some sense into me by vomiing EVERYTHING up. Why.can't I get a little honesty? If I am going to be a Gastrointestinal Cripple the rest of my fool life, OWN UP TO IT, I promise I will be less angry than I am now being ignored by the Clinic for 4 months. I reached out once, was told I was delusional, there was nothing wrong with me, this after not being able to keep anything down for 16 hours, and was advised to seek mental health help in my County. Relatively certain we have no one here. Local ER dreads seeing me, not sure how to treat anything beyond basics. They say "What can we do for you? We know little if anything about recovering RNY patients." Well my Bariatric surgeon is in Columbus, 50 miles away , Tomkitten and I don't drive, local transportation group wants 2 weeks prior notice so they will transport for scheduled appointments, but anything emergent, Forget about it! So I chug along, venting on here, praying still there is a Good Resolution to all this. Less than 25 pounds to Goal, now my PCP who I thought was in my corner is getting some sort of Cold Feet. Told me last week he only expected me to lose 70% of my excess weight, I have lost 68.3% and have 2 months before it's a full year. Some people you just can't please & he was the one 2 years ago dancing around ,singing. " Obesity gonna Kill You!" now I'm too thin? Oh come on, you were one of my Weight Loss Godfathers, and now you're backing Down? When I need some on to talk to about this, not even YOU WILL HELP? I feel rather abandoned by all, so I keep trying my best, and wistfully praying it is enough.

Nope, just a very wee bit, and as it passes on through your G.I. tract you feel absotively nothing. Mine passed out at W-M, let the local sewer authority have it. Only knew because it was there when wiping.

And may the 24th be with you!😝

Today would have been my Daddy's birthday- i he would have been 106 if he was still alive, this means. he died in 1996, just past his 80th birthday. Wowee- almost a lifetime ago! I do hope in some way , on some level , he is watching and proud of ME! Maybe I would feel better if he's telling the other Angels " That's my little girl doing THAT!" Sorry, I'm crying a little, that's the bad part about outliving your family , no one to hug you, no one to share your joys!

You might have their genes, that's out of your control, but YOU CAN make sure you don't have,the same demise! And I am proud of,you for the steps you took.😝😄😀

And I followed Fluffy Chix example before mine, cleaned that rascally colon out, good that I did because even now it's double Miralax daily and there days I must have gotten below par hydration because I had to resort to Ducolax. And for me one tablet doesn't rush things along fast, still no results until next day. Tried 2, now that was a different story, thought I got elected to the Poo-💩- Hall of Fame! Every movement was a Double Flusher! Should have weighed myself to see how much my weight decreased.

HEY IT WORKS- you'll, have more places for the money you saved on. slippers and such!

Oh Dang, I just saw an advert,on cable TV for another, must not have really tempted me because I never made a note of their e- mail address. Have done that before, don't know why but must be equivilent to the ball of -String too short to Use.

Tried an An Quest Vanilla Caramel bar, oh it tasted almost Wickedly Sickened sweet, did fill me up temporarilymvThe once or twice I tried even a mini-nibble of a sugar- containing item, had to Spit out, the Thrill Is Gone & I wonder that I used to eat that stuff!

Maui- I say Wowee! Those are 2 great objectives @ ypease and I'm hoping you make it all the. way!!

And Good Healthyvthoughts are being sent your way along with my prayers. Much 💘 love and for each of you! Bonnie Chance mes Ami!

I too was always a Plump Princess, even from birth. I had under control, I was big yes but exercised, was a player of sports, basketnall, softball and neighborhood baseball. I was stable around 230, then suddenly I ballooned to 365+ and was on Phenteramine, team I broke out in fat.Was told I probably had a couple years to live if I were lucky. And suddenly I never stood if I could sit because it hurt my 2 artificial knees so badly, I was short of breath, couldn't climb steps, that turned to don't sit v if you can lays down and why bother with anything if I was on the slick glide path to mortality. I heard about Bariatric Surgery, oh I thought it would be only for Chickee babies who were 20s and 30s. But my Red-head stubbornness kicked in, Wasn't I just as good as them? Shoot I have lived longer than them, and so I said DON'T COUNT ME OUT! Yeah I am a Greandma, but I won't be a fat one anymore, didn't want my grandbabies ashamed of me but even mote I DIDNT WANT TO BE DISAPPOINTED IN MYSELF. If it killed me having surgery , so be it. Everyone expected I would blow up, family already deciding my pissessoonscamong them. Am I sorry for it? Well yes and no, I am glad I had a good surgery, I started malfunctioning, and my recovery has not been picture perfect, but I still believe it can be ! I am a cock-eyed optimist and I shall not be a loser, Wasn't born for that and why week to be average when you can be Outstanding. So I chug chug toward the finish line like a brave little jalopy🚘, scratches, dings, lost a fender skirt somewhere, don't know for certain whether the chassis and engine will hold up, but I am worth more than thec$250 local guys charge such things like me. As long as I keep moving , them and the repossessers cannot hook a cable to ME!