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Whey a Minute Puddin' that is the name that flashed my mind when I tasted it for the first time. it struck me as so funny it just SCREAMING to be used... this goop or pudding or whatever it may be, can be something as a great, quick protein snack it can quell a chocolate crave or even can be something elegant and spiced for Holidays ok it came from a result of "playing" with my food..I love to do my own twisted version of fusion cooking.. so I kinda applied it here with what I have on my diet... anyway it's so good my husband wanted me to make him his own and the ingredient options using this as a base the possibilities are endless 1/2 C cottage cheese 1/2 C apple sauce 1 scoop Body Fortress vanilla whey protein mix together eat right away or put in fridge possibly freezer (still gotta try the freezer) it can be easily divided in two for us "1/2 Cuppers" out here..lol

CONGRATZ I'm so proud for you~ I was banded on the 2nd so I feel your pains.. But it's going to be SO VERY VERY WORTH IT

welp it's today I goto the hosp. for my lapband at 10:30am and am scheduled for 1:30pm for the actually procedure yesterday I ran the gambit of emotions (how's this for nervous) I did a in case of death tape..corny I know, not to mention I bawled at the first of it... and laughed a lot through the tears too.. I think I went through the grieving process, anger, bargaining etc etc the whole kit and caboodle over the last 4 days Today i am ready ready to shed the many layers of viable pain and start everything over and I mean EVERYTHING in me... I really started this journey 3 years ago when I started pondering the band... and for those 3 years of watching and waiting,, I am ready ready to drop these unhealthy pounds that have weighted me down since childhood the past 6 months now feel like they have flown by once a month meetings with our family dr. who was busy getting the ball rolling, the seminar, the paperwork, the evaluation, the OK, the meeting with the Dr and staff for the first time, the meeting with the dr and staff the 2nd time, the payment, the PASS {preregistration}...I am ready I am prepared I am stoked and not scared not afraid just ready I haven't been sleeping a lot maybe 10 for 4 days.. but my house looks good and I worked off a lot of stress and didn't blow my diet.. sure I may have cheated a time or 2 with tastings but I didn't snack attack anything nor went crazy with the "last supper syndrome" I am ready I'm ready to change old habits and exchange them with more new ones.. I am mentally and physically ready to go it's been a roller coaster of emotions and thoughts but I am read and in 2 3/4 hrs.. I'll be ready and THERE... today always comes sooner then it feels

where was I.. on yea... my experience with the Lapband surgery... I covered the keys, the gown, the SOCKS with the pissed off alien lifeforms in them and the nurses, the drainers...which brings me to... my anesthetist after the drainers left, most happy for extracting at least one bodily fluid from me.. in walks The Anesthetist He was a vision, tall, fit, black hair and the bluest eyes, that crinkled just slightly when he flashed a most charming and disarming smile.. he was talking about something.. I guess I answered.. I KNOW he said his name but I wasn't listening I was lost in his deep...WHAT.. could you say that again? ~his manly man, dark, blue eyed voice~ "I'll be giving you something to relax" and then he looked deeply into my eyes and said.."we are going to treat you like a fine piece of china" I remember thinking hooking crap please don't be talking about Cornell.. you know the plates you can almost throw into your floor and it bounces pristinely back into your hand? I thought about those wonderful words again.."I'll be giving you something to relax" and then it appeared..the needle that they shot into my IV... ok so I don't remember much from then on...except in pieces.. I remember being rolled into the operating room, trying to sit up and wave hi to all the Drs that were checking over their instruments. then these two smiling nurses wearing smocks with colors loud enough to wake the dead... they came towards me with their arms out stretched and helped me get onto the operating table...I kinda remember thinking something like yea sure you just THINK they use defribulaters if you croak they probably just open one of your eyes and have one of those nurses wave her top at you... so then I go black .. I wake up right after surgery just for a second and one of those dayglo nurses was saying.. "ok I need to give you a little more morphine"..MORPHINE..wait it's my only time to ever get near morphinnnnn i wannaa ber ake.....ok so I didn't get to complete that thought.. bummer next thing I remember was petting a pretty brown bunny that was sitting where my porthole was..port hole porthole get it... sailing on the morphine cruse line...anywayyyyyyyyy So yea I keep dropping in and out and after I came back in again I asked my daughter "hey did you see where that brown bunny I was petting went to?" Ok I KNOW I was really talking a lot ..which scares me because I have NO CLUE what I was saying... and if you know me then you'd know why I am concerned... then came the x-ray guy..oh cool I get to go for a ride and get an x-ray.. oh yea, on the way there guess who I see..you know how this goes you absolutely look the worst you could possibly EVER look and you see someone you know.. I mean ok I forgot that my brother-in-law's brand new trophy wife works down in that part of the hospital..with no one else for at least 5 miles of hospital corridors except me and Mr. X-ray guy and there SHE is.. God only knows what I said.. but I remember seeing her smashed up against the wall like we were going to run her over..LOL..ok yea THAT was worth being awake for.. back to Mr X-ray and I I SWEAR not one single person in the world said anything about the barium..OMGGGG it's like drinking a liquid chalk board.. by this time I really, really like my Anesthetist because I was still so relaxed.. I drank that crap like it was the nector straight from a school house in the sky ...didn't even flinch.. well much anyway..the X-ray guy thought he'd be cute.."doesn't that taste good?"... me: "would you like some I have plenty."...he laughed..HUMPH see if I offer my southern hospitality to him again ... and the next time I woke up my husband was cleaning my face. both him and my dear daughter were flat out guffawing my daughter was in her chair doubled over and my husband was red faced from laughter ...and they took pictures.. trust me I will be doing a photo diary as soon as I can...I have to get him to divulge where he's hidden the photos on our teri-byte storage drive... tomorrow I shall cover the horrors of it's "WAY past time to leave and you are on the spot cause you can't pee"... heh oh man I am still so freaking sore right over my port incision everything else has pretty much calmed down every time I cough I feel like I just ripped out about a couple of thousand stitches, dislocated my liver, my left lung and my spleen ..we all know we don't have that many stitches but it sure feels that way..to this I say VIVA Lortab I'm doing good on my mushies... hey blueberry yogurt and chocolate whey protein mixed is fabulous..and I mean FABULOUS and maui maui with bananas is to die for.. the gas has gone away for the most part and I am just waiting for my port area to be claimed a fish and wild life preserve...in other words you can look but don't touch because there is a HUGE fine to pay.. like listening to me whine it sounds like this.. OMG you just touched it..how dare you do that... it freaking hurts.. what's wrong with you are you a sadist..don't make me pelt you with these chocolaty flavored calcium candy dothingys...hey give those back.. stop eating those.. have you lost your mind...OMG noooo don't come near me and don't EVEN THINK ABOUT TOUCHING IT AGAIN...yes I know it now feels like a hard ball.. and that yesterday it was a huge softball...no you can't have it to play golf when it gets smaller... good grief..

ok this is the extended version of the Reader's Digest post .. it went like this 1. the keys: my hub was so busy taking pictures of me that he shut his door with the ...keys inside.. we got a family friend to take my daughter and her house key to get my car keys so that my hub could get his keys back.. and mind you he locked the keys in the truck at the hospital parking garage. *insert chopped part so as I am lead into preop there on the foot of my bed was "that gown" you know the one where you have to hold the butt so your hiney doesn't beam the world ..ok so fine I get that and then the "socks that can kill" appeared on the bed These socks must be some sort of a alien technology to take over the world I can see it now, walking about your daily lives when you decide it's time to stop.. but they just grabbed 2 feet in front of only to make you look like crazed puppet that just got poked with a cattle prod.. you know hands all up in the air..body spazing to keep balance because of those freaking killer socks decided to throw you like a rodeo bull ((named tornado or hurricane or something just as naturally dangerous))..into a small pond of super glue....Aliens umm hummm it always starts with the bovine then THEY came, the 2 nurses who are going to run my IV on my ittle bitty roly poly veins I looked at my hubby and held up my hand with 5 on it.. see if she can't hit it by 5 tries then I want a specialist..well I will say this they gave me a local before the IV, she tried several times and finally ended up on the inside of my elbow., my husband was almost freaked cause she was really "digging around" in my left arm. they put the BP cuff and the O2 finger gadget ....then came pressure hose and these little instep foot pillows that would puff air alternately squeezing my feet..I'd dare to say oh yea those were uber cool... then came the heprein (or however it's spelt) nothing like seeing your stomach poked with a needle and you feel nothing but a slight burn by that time I HAVE to go to the restroom right after I get all hooked up and everything so everything almost goes backwards...I get back in bed then come the "drainers" I used to call them vampires, but I don't know too many of those that collect pee...so I now call them drainers and they usually aren't to picky about what fluids they can get.. this one wanted pee~~DYES LAFFIN~~ I told her she should have been there 10 minutes ago I can't give any.. so she like OK.I'll just take some blood..it always comes down to a cup or a needle with these guys.. I mean all they needed it for was a pregency test and I TOLD her I wasn't preggy..I got talked into it ...some nurses are just too peppy for their own good.. Oh and tomorrow I talk about my smexy anesthetist heehee ok the gas is come and go now.. sitting still way low in my belly nothing touches it it's like it owns that part of me...HA I say again HA I can't cough good or even fart cause of the pain caused by any type of pushing because the attachment point of my port is above my abs on the left side and it hurts.. sleep bed pillow g'night

I shall be waiting....mooohahahack ack cough lol

ok here's how it went the reader's digest version 1. My husband locked the keys in the truck but we had a friend to call and my daughter grabbed mine..that was the start 2. Surgery went without a hitch so said the Doc so that's a great thing 3. I could have been home by 4-5pm but I couldn't because for the life of me i couldn't PEE 4. went walking around nurses stations and drank 3 apple juices to "wake my bladder up" and then go sit on the throne and several times I feel asleep in my IV pole table 5. called Doc about what to do, he wanted to admit me I was like no way, I gotta pee 6. now on top of my co2 bloat from the operation it self.. I also had the most horrific gas ever from the apple juice; my poor hubby, we both watched my belly blow up even further I was about to ask my nurse Karen for a pin! 7. nurse Karen was so wonderful too...she said let's do a french foley.. i was like oh joy 8.we found out that I was dehydrated and could go home with the instructions that if I hadn't peed by 7am this morning I was to call him back 9. when I got home I grabbed my half gallon water jug and went to town on it.. only to find out what true tummy rumblings are 10. I finally peed like forever and did 3 more times that night.. so I got to call the Dr's office and report successful results so other than that, I did learn I love to belch although feeling like a Macy's Day parade air float completely powered by methane gas admitting from the down side..wasn't so great all and all it went really well could have been a heck of a lot worse I am still sore but it's DONE and I'M SOOOOOO HAPPY woot I am banded

Thanks for the nice comments and well wishes my Band O Sister's.... everything went well and if not well it has a funny slant for sure Gratz mpoulten on your 3 weeks just watch out for the socks of doom in pre-op...they are sneaky lil monsters

Thanks m'friends everything came out fine and if not fine then funny for sure

I share your concern on the water issue shoot I even thought about one of those backpack water pouches the military and long distance runners/riders sometimes use them

sweety if we COULD control ourselves we wouldn't need the band talk to Doc and see what he says I bet what you're going through right now a bunch have.. shoot I even could just hang it'll be good I can bet my socks on it In the mean time take 10 deep breaths like big deep breathe in, count to 3 and slowly exhale through your mouth making an ahhh sound just concentrate on your breathing by that time it'll pass if not find some sugar free pudding ASAP.. lemme know how it goes

where was I.. on yea... my experience with the Lapband surgery... I covered the keys, the gown, the SOCKS with the pissed off alien lifeforms in them and the nurses, the drainers...which brings me to... my anesthetist after the drainers left, most happy for extracting at least one bodily fluid from me.. in walks The Anesthetist He was a vision, tall, fit, black hair and the bluest eyes, that crinkled just slightly when he flashed a most charming and disarming smile.. he was talking about something.. I guess I answered.. I KNOW he said his name but I wasn't listening I was lost in his deep...WHAT.. could you say that again? ~his manly man, dark, blue eyed voice~ "I'll be giving you something to relax" and then he looked deeply into my eyes and said.."we are going to treat you like a fine piece of china" I remember thinking hooking crap please don't be talking about Cornell.. you know the plates you can almost throw into your floor and it bounces pristinely back into your hand? I thought about those wonderful words again.."I'll be giving you something to relax" and then it appeared..the needle that they shot into my IV... ok so I don't remember much from then on...except in pieces.. I remember being rolled into the operating room, trying to sit up and wave hi to all the Drs that were checking over their instruments. then these two smiling nurses wearing smocks with colors loud enough to wake the dead... they came towards me with their arms out stretched and helped me get onto the operating table...I kinda remember thinking something like yea sure you just THINK they use defribulaters if you croak they probably just open one of your eyes and have one of those nurses wave her top at you... so then I go black .. I wake up right after surgery just for a second and one of those dayglo nurses was saying.. "ok I need to give you a little more morphine"..MORPHINE..wait it's my only time to ever get near morphinnnnn i wannaa ber ake.....ok so I didn't get to complete that thought.. bummer next thing I remember was petting a pretty brown bunny that was sitting where my porthole was..port hole porthole get it... sailing on the morphine cruse line...anywayyyyyyyyy So yea I keep dropping in and out and after I came back in again I asked my daughter "hey did you see where that brown bunny I was petting went to?" Ok I KNOW I was really talking a lot ..which scares me because I have NO CLUE what I was saying... and if you know me then you'd know why I am concerned... then came the x-ray guy..oh cool I get to go for a ride and get an x-ray.. oh yea, on the way there guess who I see..you know how this goes you absolutely look the worst you could possibly EVER look and you see someone you know.. I mean ok I forgot that my brother-in-law's brand new trophy wife works down in that part of the hospital..with no one else for at least 5 miles of hospital corridors except me and Mr. X-ray guy and there SHE is.. God only knows what I said.. but I remember seeing her smashed up against the wall like we were going to run her over..LOL..ok yea THAT was worth being awake for.. back to Mr X-ray and I I SWEAR not one single person in the world said anything about the barium..OMGGGG it's like drinking a liquid chalk board.. by this time I really, really like my Anesthetist because I was still so relaxed.. I drank that crap like it was the nector straight from a school house in the sky ...didn't even flinch.. well much anyway..the X-ray guy thought he'd be cute.."doesn't that taste good?"... me: "would you like some I have plenty."...he laughed..HUMPH see if I offer my southern hospitality to him again ... and the next time I woke up my husband was cleaning my face. both him and my dear daughter were flat out guffawing my daughter was in her chair doubled over and my husband was red faced from laughter ...and they took pictures.. trust me I will be doing a photo diary as soon as I can...I have to get him to divulge where he's hidden the photos on our teri-byte storage drive... tomorrow I shall cover the horrors of it's "WAY past time to leave and you are on the spot cause you can't pee"... heh oh man I am still so freaking sore right over my port incision everything else has pretty much calmed down every time I cough I feel like I just ripped out about a couple of thousand stitches, dislocated my liver, my left lung and my spleen ..we all know we don't have that many stitches but it sure feels that way..to this I say VIVA Lortab I'm doing good on my mushies... hey blueberry yogurt and chocolate whey protein mixed is fabulous..and I mean FABULOUS and maui maui with bananas is to die for.. the gas has gone away for the most part and I am just waiting for my port area to be claimed a fish and wild life preserve...in other words you can look but don't touch because there is a HUGE fine to pay.. like listening to me whine it sounds like this.. OMG you just touched it..how dare you do that... it freaking hurts.. what's wrong with you are you a sadist..don't make me pelt you with these chocolaty flavored calcium candy dothingys...hey give those back.. stop eating those.. have you lost your mind...OMG noooo don't come near me and don't EVEN THINK ABOUT TOUCHING IT AGAIN...yes I know it now feels like a hard ball.. and that yesterday it was a huge softball...no you can't have it to play golf when it gets smaller... good grief..

ok this is the extended version of the Reader's Digest post .. it went like this 1. the keys: my hub was so busy taking pictures of me that he shut his door with the ...keys inside.. we got a family friend to take my daughter and her house key to get my car keys so that my hub could get his keys back.. and mind you he locked the keys in the truck at the hospital parking garage. *insert chopped part so as I am lead into preop there on the foot of my bed was "that gown" you know the one where you have to hold the butt so your hiney doesn't beam the world ..ok so fine I get that and then the "socks that can kill" appeared on the bed These socks must be some sort of a alien technology to take over the world I can see it now, walking about your daily lives when you decide it's time to stop.. but they just grabbed 2 feet in front of only to make you look like crazed puppet that just got poked with a cattle prod.. you know hands all up in the air..body spazing to keep balance because of those freaking killer socks decided to throw you like a rodeo bull ((named tornado or hurricane or something just as naturally dangerous))..into a small pond of super glue....Aliens umm hummm it always starts with the bovine then THEY came, the 2 nurses who are going to run my IV on my ittle bitty roly poly veins I looked at my hubby and held up my hand with 5 on it.. see if she can't hit it by 5 tries then I want a specialist..well I will say this they gave me a local before the IV, she tried several times and finally ended up on the inside of my elbow., my husband was almost freaked cause she was really "digging around" in my left arm. they put the BP cuff and the O2 finger gadget ....then came pressure hose and these little instep foot pillows that would puff air alternately squeezing my feet..I'd dare to say oh yea those were uber cool... then came the heprein (or however it's spelt) nothing like seeing your stomach poked with a needle and you feel nothing but a slight burn by that time I HAVE to go to the restroom right after I get all hooked up and everything so everything almost goes backwards...I get back in bed then come the "drainers" I used to call them vampires, but I don't know too many of those that collect pee...so I now call them drainers and they usually aren't to picky about what fluids they can get.. this one wanted pee~~DYES LAFFIN~~ I told her she should have been there 10 minutes ago I can't give any.. so she like OK.I'll just take some blood..it always comes down to a cup or a needle with these guys.. I mean all they needed it for was a pregency test and I TOLD her I wasn't preggy..I got talked into it ...some nurses are just too peppy for their own good.. Oh and tomorrow I talk about my smexy anesthetist heehee ok the gas is come and go now.. sitting still way low in my belly nothing touches it it's like it owns that part of me...HA I say again HA I can't cough good or even fart cause of the pain caused by any type of pushing because the attachment point of my port is above my abs on the left side and it hurts.. sleep bed pillow g'night

I had glue and steri-strips..

Way up in the air in my beautiful balloon If you'll hold my hand we'll chase your dream across the sky For we can fly we can fly Up, up and away My beautiful, my beautiful balloon Balloon... Up, up, and away..... The Fifth Dimension bring a pen , bring a knife..run through the hall with scissors, even a tack what ever you do just DEFLATE ME MORE.. ok yesterday I felt like a Macy's Day Balloon today I feel like the Goodyear BLIMB.. well at least not the Hindenburg Zeppelin yet but close...because it is starting to burn too..I mean we can burp a water bed's air bubbles... so why not a inflated stomach.. oh wow marketing idea here.. for $19.95 you can now get that air that the surgeon missed with the handy dandy "Belly Burper" BUY! now and get this lovely shrimp deviner FOR FREE and if you are 1 of our first 500 callers you also get this nifty t-shirt with BB our blow up doll right on the front..now watch as I take this full BB doll and deflate her in seconds..see how easy that is~applause~ ok seriously..I am hurting a lot from the co2 gas they use to blow your stomach up. I've walked, drank hot tea, took gas pills, layed on this side and that side and pedaled my feet in the wind AND took a very hot shower.. this gas I'm afraid is stuck here for awhile I just will have to be careful wearing orange tops around parks for awhile ... I could see just some kid run up to claim "MY basketball" as his on.. even with all this I know that when the bad gets over it'll all be good...huh BB..

ok here's how it went the reader's digest version 1. My husband locked the keys in the truck but we had a friend to call and my daughter grabbed mine..that was the start 2. Surgery went without a hitch so said the Doc so that's a great thing 3. I could have been home by 4-5pm but I couldn't because for the life of me i couldn't PEE 4. went walking around nurses stations and drank 3 apple juices to "wake my bladder up" and then go sit on the throne and several times I feel asleep in my IV pole table 5. called Doc about what to do, he wanted to admit me I was like no way, I gotta pee 6. now on top of my co2 bloat from the operation it self.. I also had the most horrific gas ever from the apple juice; my poor hubby, we both watched my belly blow up even further I was about to ask my nurse Karen for a pin! 7. nurse Karen was so wonderful too...she said let's do a french foley.. i was like oh joy 8.we found out that I was dehydrated and could go home with the instructions that if I hadn't peed by 7am this morning I was to call him back 9. when I got home I grabbed my half gallon water jug and went to town on it.. only to find out what true tummy rumblings are 10. I finally peed like forever and did 3 more times that night.. so I got to call the Dr's office and report successful results so other than that, I did learn I love to belch although feeling like a Macy's Day parade air float completely powered by methane gas admitting from the down side..wasn't so great all and all it went really well could have been a heck of a lot worse I am still sore but it's DONE and I'M SOOOOOO HAPPY woot I am banded

I thought what we were talking about was flatulence which I found out at the hospital that apple juice is NOT my friend I could actually SEE my stomach bloat before mine and my hub's very eyes

I'm first day out and mine is merciless just ask my poor hub.. so far I've tried Mylanta, gas-x strips and still my tummy looks like a basketball and I could probably bounce a 1/4 BRICK off of.... Home Remedies for Gas - My Home Remedies - Home Remedy Forum I was just looking at that web site might try some of it once my band heals I know for sure I'm going back into yoga

I can't wait to have this over with and breakout with my new lifestyle... how long did it take for you to get to eat regular food again and is there anything for me to watch out for that might cause pain, PBs or discomfort??

thanks folks with all the congrats and well wishes.. and defiantly prayers All in all it was smooth sailing at least my Dr's part! but...before you go NPO the night before DRINK YOUR Water it's was 11:30PM before I got home and was almost admitted :wink2: because I couldn't pee before I left.. Doc was called several times and I ended up with a french foley one time drainage system..:frown: anyway the Doc said that if I didn't pee before 7am at home(an hours and a half ago) that I was to immediately call him:sad: I did call him to tell him I drank a half gallon of water between 11:35PM until 3am and went 4 times before the call time of 7am :thumbup: so DRINK YOUR WATER a LOT of it before you go NPO for the band

welp it's today I goto the hosp. for my lapband at 10:30am and am scheduled for 1:30pm for the actually procedure yesterday I ran the gambit of emotions (how's this for nervous) I did a in case of death tape..corny I know, not to mention I bawled at the first of it... and laughed a lot through the tears too.. I think I went through the grieving process, anger, bargaining etc etc the whole kit and caboodle over the last 4 days Today i am ready ready to shed the many layers of viable pain and start everything over and I mean EVERYTHING in me... I really started this journey 3 years ago when I started pondering the band... and for those 3 years of watching and waiting,, I am ready ready to drop these unhealthy pounds that have weighted me down since childhood the past 6 months now feel like they have flown by once a month meetings with our family dr. who was busy getting the ball rolling, the seminar, the paperwork, the evaluation, the OK, the meeting with the Dr and staff for the first time, the meeting with the dr and staff the 2nd time, the payment, the PASS {preregistration}...I am ready I am prepared I am stoked and not scared not afraid just ready I haven't been sleeping a lot maybe 10 for 4 days.. but my house looks good and I worked off a lot of stress and didn't blow my diet.. sure I may have cheated a time or 2 with tastings but I didn't snack attack anything nor went crazy with the "last supper syndrome" I am ready I'm ready to change old habits and exchange them with more new ones.. I am mentally and physically ready to go it's been a roller coaster of emotions and thoughts but I am read and in 2 3/4 hrs.. I'll be ready and THERE... today always comes sooner then it feels

I'm on my 2nd day of the Preop diet... which I pretty much stuck to yesterday except I added a little more Protein cause my brain thought my stomach was starving.. today I am not altering it at all... and my brain finally has shut up..YEAH! the question is: is it normal to feel so freaking tired on the preop diet?? especially since it's just the second day I can't even begin to do my 2mile which has taken me 6 months to work up to all I want to do is curl up and sleep.. my energy is gone on vacation I almost need toothpicks to prop my eyes open..:rolleyes2: anyone else have this problem when they started the preop? and does it get better or worse..

~raises my hand~ oh yes yes yessss I can't count the times some of them make me want to tell them to just hide and watch heh

No lyrics today just an overdrive of energy I can't sleep, wide awake 2 hrs of sleep in the last night to now I stayed up all night last night playing World of Warcraft yes, I am a shameless gamer. I even had the pleasure of Beta-ing WoW. Big deal to me..I know go "buh?" now.. anyway I just HAD to get to level 40 so I could get my mount..a black stallion, I'll eventually get an Eleck (elephant) and Cat mounts. I mean I couldn't sleep anyway so hey...:smile: I play private free servers right now at Toxic WoW I also have 2 level 70s on retail I used to GM on a private server NEVER AGAIN..nothing like impatient teens wanting everything from gold to spells to whatever fix this fix that.. "why haven't I been fixed yet!!!!".. on and on and on however it did have it's perks like "stun forever" and the ability to turn them into snowmen or frogs by the stroke of my macro :thumbup: I love playing stuff like that..different stuff to like Counter Strike Source and Battlefield2 (nade wars rock) and 9Dragons just to name a few most are mmorpgs (multi member online role playing games) anyway Monday is the day and I'm stoked all kinds of emotions running rampart :eek: my Brother in law is coming, my sister has to work and I wish that he'd stay home and just call to check on me and that just my husband and my girl would be there instead... I just don't want it to become some major extended family circus thing..it's a LAP band not a quadruple bypass..risks yea, but still not to worry I will NOT be hurting his feelings and let him play his role oh don't get me wrong I love my BIL.. he's the best, he is like a dad to me and you know how dad's are when their kids are involved in something like this.. I can just see him now asking the surgeon a TON of questions such as: how many of these have you done how many times has the anesthesiologist put someone over and on and on never mind I've already told him everything and researched it completely as possible he has to be there to ask himself, up front and personal.. I really love him for it and I do appreciate his concern, but still ~sigh~ shoot I haven't even told my husband's family and don't plan to.. I'm gonna pull a Star Jones on them..:sneaky: anyway I've lost 2 more pounds I'm 218# now.. my stomach feels hollow.. kinda cool in a weird way.. can't feel my liver or my stomach anymore by pushing in those areas..:biggrin2: lime jello rocks and children's liquid Tylenol sucks azz baddly I'm adjusting to my new life prior to the actuality of it:thumbup: anyway 3 more days and tomorrow I have to start washing with "the soap" some kind of antibacterial soap and the day of the surgery once more before I go in.. rubba dub dub with antibacterial soup I will scrub :huh2: wooohooooo right now I'm sleepy but not tired I lay there with my eyes open listening to my relaxation tapes droning on and on...it has the same outcome as would a mosh pit wide awake and brain keep a rollin' and body blitzing out..heh I am manic depressive maybe that has a lot to do with it but I haven't had a manic phase in a LONG time.. if so "you picked a fine time to visit me peppy"..:tt1: blah