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Well it is one week today since my surgery. Everything is going better than expected. Back to work tonight. Liquids are doin fine. The hardest part has been cooking for the family, I reaaaally want to snack while I am cooking, the aromas are mesmerizing.....but its important to sit down with the family and eat/drink my soup as they chow down on glorious unmentionables. OMG I have the willpower of a saint. The dishes have never been washed and put away so fast EVER. But then CALM reigns once more and all is love and light. My dressings are off revealing ugly multicolour bruising which are my badge of beauty and health to come. What adventures will next week bring?

Well it is one week today since my surgery. Everything is going better than expected. Back to work tonight. Liquids are doin fine. The hardest part has been cooking for the family, I reaaaally want to snack while I am cooking, the aromas are mesmerizing.....but its important to sit down with the family and eat/drink my soup as they chow down on glorious unmentionables. OMG I have the willpower of a saint. The dishes have never been washed and put away so fast EVER. But then CALM reigns once more and all is love and light. My dressings are off revealing ugly multicolour bruising which are my badge of beauty and health to come. What adventures will next week bring?

Surgery went well and I am 1 week post op today, a little bruised but really great! I ahve lost an obscene amount of water weight in 1 week 6kgs!! Yes I am still smoking the chantix did horrible things to me late in the second week and it wasnt pretty. So it is back to patches at some point. Deb

oh boy do I need a definition of Bandster Hell right now. When my surgeon told me to "enjoy my torture" I thought he was being funny! Ok so the first few days post op were fine, taking my liquids and pain meds, a little discomfort in my shoulders and some weirdo central chest pain occasionally which felt like a burning burp trying to escape...but esentially not too bad. Last night it started, you see I hadnt had a 'motion' since the op and I finally did the deed great, I even weighed myself and was a little concerned at the rapid weight loss (obviously water weight) almost 5kgs in 5 days. But since then I have been teetering on the precipice of nausea and lightheaded ness, The empty pit that is my stomach has been rolling and having a party to which I obviously was NOT invited, and this weird pain almost like a stuck feeling causing rivers of fluid to pool in my mouth making me want to ralph, which I must tell you takes a lot of willpower and focus not too. Surely how attractive must I look leaning over the kitchen sink looking like a rabid animal...oh lordy! I have been trying some 'heavier fluids to waylay that empty feeling which helps some..BUT the worst is I wasnt hungry before was I, oh no no no but the smell of frying chicken tonight almost sent me into coniptions! I am starving to death, yes oh god runny eggs sound good to me even now. Please will this end....yes yes yes I keep telling myself, I will live to munch again...or will I? if this is not hell, then its close. Just keep on chanting the mantra... I will be a better me...I will be better oh heck I WILL is good enough! DEB:wink:

oh boy do I need a definition of Bandster Hell right now. When my surgeon told me to "enjoy my torture" I thought he was being funny! Ok so the first few days post op were fine, taking my liquids and pain meds, a little discomfort in my shoulders and some weirdo central chest pain occasionally which felt like a burning burp trying to escape...but esentially not too bad. Last night it started, you see I hadnt had a 'motion' since the op and I finally did the deed great, I even weighed myself and was a little concerned at the rapid weight loss (obviously water weight) almost 5kgs in 5 days. But since then I have been teetering on the precipice of nausea and lightheaded ness, The empty pit that is my stomach has been rolling and having a party to which I obviously was NOT invited, and this weird pain almost like a stuck feeling causing rivers of fluid to pool in my mouth making me want to ralph, which I must tell you takes a lot of willpower and focus not too. Surely how attractive must I look leaning over the kitchen sink looking like a rabid animal...oh lordy! I have been trying some 'heavier fluids to waylay that empty feeling which helps some..BUT the worst is I wasnt hungry before was I, oh no no no but the smell of frying chicken tonight almost sent me into coniptions! I am starving to death, yes oh god runny eggs sound good to me even now. Please will this end....yes yes yes I keep telling myself, I will live to munch again...or will I? if this is not hell, then its close. Just keep on chanting the mantra... I will be a better me...I will be better oh heck I WILL is good enough! DEB:wink:

Can anyone tell me what this pain in my central chest is? It is hard to explain, not quite heartburn, or reflux, maybe a burning burp that doesnt escape or oesophageal spasm?? It comes and goes quite quickly it almost feels like something stuck? But that is impossible I was only banded last Friday and I am on liquids. Will this go away or is their something wrong. There is no vomiting or anything, once i had like a pooling of saliva but that passed to. Thanks in advance for your help. Deb

Hi Renee, I was banded by Dr Kevin Dolan just last Friday at Glengarry hospital. His private rooms are at Joondalup hospital. He charges $1000 1 month prior to procedure and the gap for the anaesthetist is 200 apart from some small fees for the ultrasound and dietician, medibank covers the rest. Hope this helps. He asks you to have one week of work. Regards Deb

OMG! How unlucky for you. How are you feeling now? What has your doctor said to you about all this? Rest recover before you think about you fill. Take care.

Well I am home! In the wee hours of Friday morning my husband dropped me off at the hospital..."I am a big girl now" I said to him and didnt need him to come and hold my hand. I was admitted and shown to my room. It was so quick, an ECG a change into fashionable green theatre attire mmm lovely... and the anaesthetist was there asking me questions and before I new it I was being whisked off to the theatre. The Doctor said that he would need to insert a nasogastric tube while I slept (oh joy) at this time with my funky red hat stockings and green frock I had some fleeting second thoughts, ...if I jumped up now would they catch me hahaha. The surgeon Kevin the Scotsman came and asked if I had changed my mind..well I peeped out no while I am sure I looked terrified, at this point I was terrified! As they wheeled me into the operating room I my hands were white fisted in the warm blankie and then scooted over onto the table, the theatre nurse already scrubbed standing vigil next to her table of torture instruments smiled with her eyes and nodded her head in my direction (I think). Next was the happy anaesthetist making jokes and putting in a small IV to give me something to relax...he said it will creep up on me. It was 8.10 AM then the clock said 9.30AM what?? is it over, oh yeah the nose tube gross! Its done, I am alive! Apart from a busting headache for the rest of the day I slept and felt not too bad. I had a swallow test the next morning which I promptly threw up after as it was like trying to swallow petrol. then clear fluids slowly, ahh not too bad, there was no major abdominal revolt. So a little tummy discomfort from surgical incisions, some shoulder tip and upper GI pain that resolves with a walk and liquid drugs...good headache thank god is gone (that was the worst) and I am home and on my liquids as per Doctors orders no prob! Full steam ahead...

Well I am home! In the wee hours of Friday morning my husband dropped me off at the hospital..."I am a big girl now" I said to him and didnt need him to come and hold my hand. I was admitted and shown to my room. It was so quick, an ECG a change into fashionable green theatre attire mmm lovely... and the anaesthetist was there asking me questions and before I new it I was being whisked off to the theatre. The Doctor said that he would need to insert a nasogastric tube while I slept (oh joy) at this time with my funky red hat stockings and green frock I had some fleeting second thoughts, ...if I jumped up now would they catch me hahaha. The surgeon Kevin the Scotsman came and asked if I had changed my mind..well I peeped out no while I am sure I looked terrified, at this point I was terrified! As they wheeled me into the operating room I my hands were white fisted in the warm blankie and then scooted over onto the table, the theatre nurse already scrubbed standing vigil next to her table of torture instruments smiled with her eyes and nodded her head in my direction (I think). Next was the happy anaesthetist making jokes and putting in a small IV to give me something to relax...he said it will creep up on me. It was 8.10 AM then the clock said 9.30AM what?? is it over, oh yeah the nose tube gross! Its done, I am alive! Apart from a busting headache for the rest of the day I slept and felt not too bad. I had a swallow test the next morning which I promptly threw up after as it was like trying to swallow petrol. then clear fluids slowly, ahh not too bad, there was no major abdominal revolt. So a little tummy discomfort from surgical incisions, some shoulder tip and upper GI pain that resolves with a walk and liquid drugs...good headache thank god is gone (that was the worst) and I am home and on my liquids as per Doctors orders no prob! Full steam ahead...

Friday - surgery and nothing to eat just IV Saturday - clear fluids only Sunday - Sustagen, liquid yoghurt, Water, thin homemade vegetable soup and cranberry juice. And I am not feeling hungry at all I am getting the occasional upper gastric discomfort sort of like a heartburn but its different, I just change my position or stretch my chest and it goes. Deb