Someday

I was apparently in and out and whined a LOT. My main problem was that I had never had morphine before and it made me violently sick, but it also made me so groggy that they couldn't understand when i told them that I thought out was the morphine making me ill. I had to wait for it to wear off almost completely before I could refuse it and be understood. Then they gave me hydrocodone, which made me itch like CRAZY. I finally just refused anything but Tylenol. I'd rather deal with the pain. On the up side, it's unlikely I'll be part of the opioid epidemic!

Mine came late and lasted longer than usual. The menstrual cycle is very attuned to trauma in the body and is reacting to what you just put yourself through. It'll be weird for a while, but things will go back to normal eventually.

I used to spend HOURS thinking about what fast food I wanted for dinner. I used to go to the grocery store and want to eat everything I saw. I used to have trouble walking because of my knees.

I was at the hospital for 2 nights because I had a terrible reaction to the morphine. I just got home this afternoon and have been doing my walking like a good little patient. I've just never been a huge fan of this kind of pain. And I detest the powdered drugs. They make me want to vomit. But I'll do what I have to because I know it gets better. Thank you all for letting me vent about this. Sent from my SM-N950U using BariatricPal mobile app

Just left the hospital and wow...I'm really hurting. My new little stomach keeps spasming (the meds they gave for that don't help as much as they should.) Any tips on dealing with this? So far this whole thing is sucking hard in a bad way. Sent from my SM-N950U using BariatricPal mobile app

A year ago I would have said no, weight does not matter. But a year ago I was miserable and trapped and still drinking the kool-aid. I was living with someone I still care about very much...but he had gained so much weight that his knees could no longer support him. He needed to lose weight in order to get bilateral knee replacements. He was completely bedbound and I was his full-time caretaker. I fully admit that I was an enabler. I gave him what he asked for in terms of food. I trusted him when he said he did his physical therapy exercises while I was out of the house. I was blinded by my love for him and it was unhealthy for us both. I gained 60 lbs. while with him. Family and friends begged me to leave him, but I loved him, and I would not give up on someone I loved. I tried giving him healthier food, but he would beg for junk and guilt trip the heck out of me. I would try to get him to do his exercises, but he would have any number of excuses why he couldn't. Finally, I had to admit that he was not doing anything to help himself. He was simply not interested in getting better. For my own menatal, emotional and physical health, I found a care facility for him and moved far enough away that I can't visit him very often (every time I visit he begs for junk food and alcohol). He is doing slightly better in this facility but has not lost much weight, even though his diet is supervised. Weight SHOULD NOT matter in a relationship, unless someone else's weight and unhappiness is directly affecting your own. Now all I want is someone to go swing dancing with.

I have BCBS of WNY and I got approval in less than a week. My doctor submitted on a Thursday and by the next Tuesday I was approved. BUT my doctor's office has a specific plan that you have to go through including a pre-submission insurance review where they check everything over and match it up with your insurance to give the best chance of approval before they even send it out.

My surgery is in a week and I've told EVERYONE! Friends, family, coworkers, total strangers, and everyone is super excited for me. Luckily, I teach sex ed for a small nonprofit, so we're all pretty open about our bodies. I even have a coworker who had the same surgeon as me! The only unsupportive person I've come across is my neighbor who is even bigger than I am, and I think that's more due to jealousy than anything else.

None of them. Honestly, I am living for Premier Protein shakes (premade ones). You can get them at Walmart or Sam's Club, and the they are awesome. 30g of protein, 5g of carbs, only 1g of sugar and they taste great! Especially the chocolate and the caramel!

Kitchen Accomplice is my favorite. To me it tastes just like the broth from Campbell's Chicken Noodle!

Lol, long hair just slows me down!

I've been slowly losing hair for years - it's hereditary in my family for the women to have hair loss. So I'm thinking that after the surgery, when I start losing my hair, I'll just shave my head. I did it before for St. Baldrick's Brave the Shave, and I actually really loved it. I never had to worry about how my hair looked, and I was pretty cute bald!

Yay!!! Surgery Buddies!!!

I'm trying different ones, and I haven't cared for the Bariatric Advantage too much. The Premier Protein shakes are AMAZING.

Dude. You had half of one of your internal organs removed. You're a f***ing bada$$.