Frustr8

And you will continue to be Mr Amazing for you have the grit to continue on! God Bless your endeavours and may you reach all your goals!😝👍😝

Yeah James, you are correct for I do the exact same thing, and I'm more than happy to surrender one of my bed pillows for such placement!

Nobody really cares enough, the old thought was" She'll outgrow,it," found out much later in life Mama was told ," it's just pre-puberty plumpness", plus that was probably the same approximate time I was told to stop being such a tombody, I wouldn't fall and get injured if I would start moving with deliberation and at a slower pace As for the knucklehead who said I would outgrow it, took over 60 years, slowing down didn't work , sending me to teen fashion academy only frustrated me and the owners, went through puberty, education, marriage , childbirth. and menopause, steadily putt- putting toward obesity. Finally after 60 years I gave up on the "Easy Ways" of every diet under the sun, think some they dreamed up out of revenge. Starvation made me cranky, passed out a few times, even fell , hit my face and head, was told I was only DOING THAT for effect, told I was still sneaky food, told I was NOT MOTIVATED, how much can you summon lying face down in dirt? And the current one of that time I WAS MERELY SPOILED did it to try being the Center of the Universe. and I SHOULD Know I wasn't ALL THAT SPECIAL. And I just "took" it , was a female, I was supposed to be self-effacing, compliant, never question society's Status Quo, at least that was how in my Area. And I would never get anyone to live me if I didn't follow their rules. And the only title to yearn for was a MRS. if I could find a husband HE would take care of me, no worries for the rest of my life. So I sold myself short, turned my back on what I could have been education- wise, didn't. kick against the thorns and prickles, became defeated, was told I'd never be a success, Rocky Balboa was told" he Could Be a contender" well I flaccidly placidly turned my back on what I wanted to be- a doctor. I had drummed into my dear little head, it would take too long, only emotionally lead to frustration , and besides EVERYONE knew I was unworthy, a total f***up, could never quite do things right, my future husband would not be pleased, and in OHIO in the 60s that was all any sane girl aspired to. And the saddest thing, the model I took off the showroom floor? He convinced me no one else could ever love me, I would be better off living as an extension of HIM. When I tried to talk to my family, I was told not to consider rebelling or I would lose them also. So imagine what a shock it was when the Late Lamented died, and I found out I could be ME, not someone's daughter, wife, mother . I had intrinsic value and I was likable on my own, in fact I came close to being respected for ME. Did I finally " grow up" ? Maybe , but as I shakily rose up on my own 2 feet, my emotional legs became stronger, and I started to seek a surgical answer to my overwhelming obesity. Well I might die, didn't have much of a life anyway, well I might still not succeed, but I would try and try until I could be listened to, until I could find a Bariatric Program that would accept me, because I now was past the optimal age, but I had done research when no one was looking,libraries, talked to a few successes, they were almost all VSG, but I still took hope from their stories. Finally found a Bariatric Program that would actually let me into it, went through their program not once but twice, quite a sub-story there, only to be told by their surgeon I was not worthy of their time or surgical prowess, yep kicked to the edge of a busy highway. But I had developed a resilence they didn't see, they may have thought. they had de-clawed me, but I still had a set of wings they hadn't noticed I had retained. I had chose that Bariatric group on someone else (my PCP's )Advice, sudden reality check- I would try 1 more time, I shall apply to the program affiliated with the institution I yearned to have my Medical Education at, yeah I was 72, but if they rejected me, I was just get fatter and fatter, less and less healthy until I died. And the General Consensus was I wasn't worth much, the world would only prosper by my death anyway. So I took Tomkitten , my son in tow, the last true friend and someone who DID BELUEVE in ME, we would attend this Seminar at the Ohio State University, what did I have to lose anyway? I was welcomed, made to feel this could be people I could trust with my life, now as a concession from program #1 , my only close-to-friend had actually bucked them, before she and them parted company she had made certain my records could be forwarded to another program without prejudice. Thank You Amber, wherever you are now, I hope you landed on your feet in a new job. If I was the straw that broke your employment back I am truly sorry. But this new group of people, thaey not only welcomed me, they asked if they could help ME to have a good Bariatric experience. And as time went on, only took 6 months to complete, only a few other specialities I had to meet with. The Seminar was March 9th, I received my RNY on September 5th at 7 AM, normally I am not a Morning Lark, more like an Evening/Night Owl, but this was worth the Early Arising. Those who have followed my Story as it has unfolded know my recovery has not been text- book, at times not even stellar, but it is what it is, I still inch toward victory and the good and positive outranks the pain, bewilderment at how my body healed, even the interventions and the endoscopies I have had in 10 months, because my 10-month-anniversary is tomorrow. I went in hoping for so little to achieve what I have achieved is WONDERFUL, I have lost multiple dress sizes , over 120 pounds in weight, have gained respect for ME, what my body still can do, even at 70+, I'm a pretty fine person, I think I'll hold on to life a few more years. AND MY STORY CONTINUES TO STILL BE WRITTEN!

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And I hope things continue to go your way, I've lost over 120 since my surgery, my Dream Goal is less than 25 pounds away. Haven't been seen in bariatric clinic, next scheduled is 14th August, but believe it or not but my primary care wants me to slow down, yeah I said "What?" also. Told me he had thought I should be aiming for 70% of excess weight to be lost, well I am at 68.3 and for some reason he's apprehensive? I still want to aim for my 175 pound goal, that was always my intention anyway. I would be happier at that point would be my belief. Well if my blood labs turn out well, no vitamin/mineral deficiencies , then I'm still aiming there. Last ones I was low in Vitamin D and had an Iron INFUSION to bring up my low level there. Vitamin D I rather expected , we were just coming out winter and I hadn't been exposed to much sunlight. And for some unexplainable reason my local hospital doesn't routinely do iron levels when they draw blood. So I have to have it done at another lab, it's still okay but I really want to see it's okay, normally infusions are quarterly for low iron. But I am still cheering you on, with your mind set you cannot fail, and I'll take pride is saying I've known him all through his healthier path.

never been asked. It was all my Doctor's idea, and I really felt robbed of my fertility. Took time and consoling and a therapy period to finally come to terms with this loss Why didn't we extend our family by adoption? Never was all that financially stable and I felt it was my fault for being so compliant, once again , to a man, doctor or not. I had and probably Will always have a poor emotional self-image. I felt I was being punished for having 3 children and deserved no better. It has taken years and years, but I don't weep about it as much as I once did.

Felt exactly the same way about another surgery, my tubal ligation. I wished for more children , I had been an only child, oh it sounds in theory a wonderful situation, but I can assure you it is not. I had difficulty delivering my Son the Tomkitten , my OB threatened if I attempted a 4th childnirth, it would be a Poro section. This means a Caesarean and immediate hysterectomy, I was scared into consent for a tubal ligation. My doctor claimed he spoke to my Late husband, who refused a vasectomy, so it would be up to me if I wanted to retain my uterus or risk dying attempting another childbirth. So feeling " backed to the wall" I signed consent papers. But was it truly my choice? No it was NOT and I found out much later that my Late Husband had

So when would your Nicotine Free expire so you could join us in SurgeryLand? Gosh we all hate roadblocks on our journey to Sleek, small and Smooth bodies!

I have a IAT, (it's about time) Precious Pouch decided last week that she would tolerate Greek Yogurt, so that gives me an additional protein source, now if she would only condesend to tolerate. cottage cheese, I used love and eat a lot of 1% milkfat kinds. And I might be able to stir in pineapple, something with a higher fiber content. I teeter on the border of another milk and molasses enema, even with 2 Miralax a day. Not so much hard firmness as the fact my rectal muscles are tired, weary and 73 years old. Everything gets crammed down there by peristalsis but then they refuse to push it out into its designated receptacle. My hips have gotten smaller but at times I stagger like a toddler with a Full Diaper. And having to ask professional people for help when it is something your body should do on its own? EMBARRASING extremely EMBARRASING! Who wants "Lady with colon full of excretement" on their medical paperwork?

Only an hour? Gosh I am lucky to get 15-22 ml in every 15 minutes, if I do nothing else while doing it. House doesn't get vacumned, dishes get washed, laundry done and folded. I am not out paying bills, visiting various doctors unless I carry a water bottle everywhere. And that looks worse than a 3 1/2 year old with a baby bottle! No my own kiddos didn't have THAT PROBLEM, they were breast-fed into training and other cups but in my large group of First and Second cousins there are many examples. My cousin Amy Dues grandson, I was starting to believe Logan would start kindergarten with an elongated tea cosy over Mr Bottle, his best friend! And there was Miranda Kane , his older sister that we would have to pop the Binkie out of her mouth before she got ready for Brownies. Really don't want to runnother people's lives, but Jeese-Wowee , that is a prolonged period of time! You think I am a comic? Meet some of the fruits,nuts and apples on My Family Tree, Jeff Foxworthy would say they are worse than REDNECKS, known most of them all my life and they still amaze ME!

Yeah on mine, James M. it said " vomiting of a prolonged period" well I called my Bariatric Clinic in such a case, was told by one of their Nurse Practioners I was delusional, I knew dang well there was NOTHING WRONG with me and to stop bothering them. Oh I have not called them again, I will be 10 months on Friday next and I don't believe I should still have frequent episodes of emesis My local community hospital, knicknamed "the BandAid station" is even worse, sad to say. They are not sure WTF to do with me, maybe they hope for constipation, fever, headaches and other "easy peasy "things, something within their competences. But a bypass patient, like a purple- spotted giraffe, interesting to look at, but what DO YOU. REALLY DO WITH one?👈👩👉

And Good luck and Smooth surgeries GypsyJenny. I guess I have rather worshipped his surgical skills from afar, someday I hope to meet him and shake his ✋ hand. Alas I live on the " poor side of town" so I scarcely can afford him. But there are lotteries , casinos or maybe someone will run me over and THEIR INSURANCES will pay. Is there any way of falling sideways and they run over and dislodge this Flabby Panni I have post- surgery loss? Yeah I figured that, I might risk pelvic or thigh fractures, and I am not THAT MOBILE anymore! Ah but I did retain my wheeled walker so ALL is not lost yet!

Vitamin Shoppe, even local Health Food Stores. Do not go to Krogers of their amalgamated family, my local one has a pea-pour selection. overpriced, their only tastes seem to be Vanilla and Chocolate protein shakes. As a person on protein enriched shakes and waters, I have done many. And my current favorite is from Ensure, home based on Columbus Ohio 50 miles away. I have also done Protein 2 0, for some reason can't find Premier Protein clears, sometimes I add Minute Maid 15 juices to cut the sweetness or mask the flavors I don't like as MUCH. I suppose WM only sends what they think will move best, seldom ones I really like. There is always Wal-Mart.com, our own Bariatric Pal store is wonderful, doesn't take long to make it to Ohio, good selection and prices not bad at all. I would never order from that trecherous spider, Amazon, they work their people into early exhaustion, refuse pregnant women their bathroom breaks, got to keep that item per minute quota UP, starting at $15+ per hour does not excuse their workplace abuses, Jeff Bezos grow fatter in the wallet! When I worked at W-M, I was lucky I worked in an essential department, only times I had to help with truck unloading was when we had duplicate people who could work my area also. You hear Bad Things about WM, never was as bad as the Amazon bloated arachnid, plus I was already in my 60s, usually pulled the 50 and under people. They knew people my age have an inherent cardiac danger, besides I was a very good customer contact person, so was used on the retail areas. Hurray for Frustr8, the people pleaser!

Sam's Club, Cosrco, General Nutrition Center, I purchase most of mine at Walmart, because I don't have all the above. If Walmart has them, and it does, then Target, Meijer, and the other Big Box store will also. Its a very profitable business, every one and their uncle has joined in. Oh also Whole Foods, the Vi in

Take it easier and smoother everyday, and congratulations on, all ; you have some just goal/8

WTG,WAY TO GO my friend, been there, done that. Behind you a little at an Xlarge and size 17-19 juniors, but Baby I started at 28-30Wmens at Wally World- super gratified and willing to rock it for all I can!🎸And bye and bye, I may just get smaller yet! This is where my Bariatric Clinic projected for me I WANT TO GO LOWER-175 is my Dream Goal. 🙎👗

Mine is Cheetos White Cheddar Puffs, Chester Cheetos and Frito- Lay did a very very bad thing inventing those. Had a bag rolled up, secured with a big, think they are called File Bands, rubber band hidden next to my chair until Tomkitten found them , bawled me out, said maybe he would have to eat them himself to save ME. Yeah, eat a couple bags, you'll be 40 or above BMI and you'll get frog 🐸marched to my Bariatric Clinic in Columbus. Besides he was sniff sniff💦 coming between me and my Kryptonite!

Yeah I can see where you would be, I've gotten the same way for endoscopies, had 13 lifetime, joke. if someone could spray the back of my throat, have either a fluroscope or a closed circuit TV monitor hooked up I could probably do my own, they accidently left me awake for obe, oh I was sedated but only very lightly, watched it all on the monitor, found out Dr Noria, my Bariatric surgeon's junior partner is every bit as gentlel with awake or asleep patients. They simply miscalculated my dosage, redheads like me require a little more, since then they put enough in my IV to drop a Steer! Maybe DeN didn't like me being awake to crtique her work. Me, I enjoyed it thoroughly, my throat was numb from the gargle when it was introduced, having it pulled out was no worse than pulling your foot out of mud, a popping sensation, and it beat those YouTube blogs and videos all hollow! Last one I had someone else did, my gastroenterologist, Dr Upchurch, thought he was being humorous asking if I wanted to go to sleep? Jaw Dropped when I said I would do it either way, just didn't want to be left sitting up in a dental chair like they do some areas of Europe. That's the way my daughter, at 15, had her tonsils removed and she DEFINITELY DID NOT RECOMMEND it! When she got her voice back she threatened to kick the surgeon where the sun don't shine, if he sang High Tenor from then on ,it was only what HE DESERVED! Oh-wee she was VERY ANGRY, went back expecting to lie down and go to sleep. Found out they only do that if you're below Age 12 or in a Children's Hospital. Told me I WAS ROBBED, nope your lousy old tonsils are gone! And that's why you were HERE.

And a lot of my problems are similar to AZhiker, don't have diabetes, high blood pressure but still have to watch it so my thoracic aorta aneurysm doesn't explode, I this far have retained my uterus, offered it up to my last gynecologist, nasty critter not only. declined harvesting it, he insulted me for asking, did haVE PCOS, PROBABLY THAT EXPLAINS only 3 children in 10 years when I was trying So Hard. I was an only child, sounds lovely in theory, in real life not so much. Have had joints removed because of degenerative arthritis which started at 25, some replaced ( knees) some lost forever. Most of my grip strength is gone from my right thumb. Imagine having to ask your son to constantly open water bottles, use can openers, pick things up, because now my shoulders are shot, too many times having to beat the stain of pushing to get,up from seated positions. And I stood it well into my 70s, cried a lot from pain, embarrasment, you WANT to do things for yourself but you JUST CAN'T. anymore. Even if I NEVER fully heal, I still have a better quality of life than I did before. And I am a cock- eyed optimist, I still believe in future healing for me!

July isn't starting very rip-roaring for me. Either my right hip joint is inflamed or I wrenched it in some manner, now I limp like Walter Brennan , the late character actor, was in a series on TV , predates the Beverly Hillbillies, same general premise except these characters were from West Virginia instead of Missouri. Called my orthopaedics, soonest they can promise me is this next Monday afternoon at 1:50pm, but I may call tomorrow or early Wednesday and see if they have any cancellations for Wednesday, he does surgeries Tuesday and occasional Thursday's. If it gets any worse I suppose i can go by squad to local ER or the Urgent Care, go through a 1/2 hour explaining and end up with a script for Norco(ER) or Tylenol(urgent care). What I really need is an Kenalog/steroid injection into the joint capsule so I can keep on keeping on. Now I am acting like a female dog, growling every time Tomkitten tries to thwart or jolly me up, told him 90% of the household cleaning is now on your shoulders! Told me I'll tell the doctor on YOU, won't do any good , Dr Carroll our PCP told him last Thursday when his BMI was creeping closer to 40,YOU NEED MUCH MORE EXERCISE, or I will ship your records and a recommendation to your Mama's Bariatric surgeon in Columbus! 1 more comorbidity and you'll qualify even if you lose down to 35+. And shame on me but it's nice to not be the recipient of his "Lower Your Weight" pep talk, if anything he is telling me that it was only expected I lose 70% of my excess weight, I am now at 68.3 so slow it down some. Probably naturally will, I have been still losing at a pretty fast rate for 10 months. Some doctors just aren't happy campers, danged if you listen, danged if you don't!

Yeah summerset, you lost your insulating layer when you lost all that aberrant fat layer. Now you are at the mercy of every breeze that comes along, or in Early July fails to show up. Such is our post- obesity life!

I'm perfectly willing to rent a very large Wind Tunnel fan and blow some of our American Hot Air your way. Highs of 90s, lows in maybe high 60s to low 70s, chances of thunderstorms brewing up every afternoon. Have gone to Capri leggings, good news Size 17-19 juniors, bad news having to keep my semi- deflated thigh fat blobs under cover, too😠 shy to let it all hang out in shorter shorts. Maybe after some bike riding tones them up? Well we shall see, okay?👖😧

And girls we are under an inherent handicap. The Way we're are genetically engineered, Mother Nature is fearful we may be incubating the next generation, the generation that may just save the world, so it is twice as hard for a female to lose weight. I once had a Gyn in Columbus, got a little middle- age plump, dropped 140 pounds like a finger- snap, berated all us prospective Mama's for not TRYING and if you were like me, plump and preggo, you got a double dose. Maybe by now he's writing up case notes for Satan in Hades. Another of his Pearls of Wisdom, at least he thought so. All Pregnant women are dippy because all their blood pools in their abdomen and none gets up to their brain. Why did I even darken his door? Because Connecticut General , my Late husband's insurer, had him,on their approval list and I didn't or couldn't afford to private-pay.

My Last child was when I was 34 going on 35, he has been a blessing I could not have forecasted, although my Late Mama- in-law informed me at the time that her son and I should have given up sex by then, because we already had a son and daughter and I was merely being greedy having an additional child. She was 28 when my hubby, her only live child , was born, if our positions had been reversed I would have been thrilled to hear of the family enlarging. But I married into a weird group of people, late hubby was the" pick of the litter" and there were moments I would have dropped him off at the nearest PEOPLE POUND if only I could.

Stay strong, stay committed and I am sure this will all smooth out. Time cures many problems , but like the typical American I too am not overendowed with patience. When I want SOMETHING, I want it NOW!