mary1959

OK; opposite side of the coin here. I have the pink lemonade and can't live without them. In my opinion, Crystal Light leaves sort of an aftertaste, too. If I'm going to be drinking something (other than pop or coffee, which I can't have), I may as well get the Protein at the same time. After my first one, I didn't think that there was any noticable aftertaste to the K2O. Good luck.

I echo what everyone else has said; HOWEVER, if you are truly stuck in an eating rut, try the 5-day-pouch-test and use that as a jumpstart.

If you are having ANY unexplained chest pain, go to the E.R. Don't take the chance that it's something serious. <edited> Women have very different symptoms of heart attacks than the classic ones that men have - and that we always see on TV shows. Better safe than sorry.

Hi there, I had surgery June 25 by Dr. Peter O'Brien in Sioux Falls, SD. I started at 370 in January at my first consultation and was at 337 the morning of surgery. I'm hoping to get down to 170 eventually. Mary

Pre-surgery: I met with my surgeon in January and was approved by insurance in April. Before my surgeon would do the surgery, I had to have a colonoscopy since I have a family history of colon cancer. I also had to get cleared by a pulminologist because I use a cpap machine. Day before surgery: I was only allowed clear liquids the day before surgery, so I all I ate was chicken broth for breakfast and lunch, and Jello for dinner. I was sort of nauseous, I think because I hadn't eaten very many calories that day. Went to bed about 10 p.m. One of the booklets I read suggested that I pack some favorite pajamas to take to the hospital. This meant that I had to sleep in jammies that didn't slide on the sheets and every time I turned over, I woke up. (AND.... since I had an IV, I couldn't wear my favorites in the hospital anyway... what a wasted night.) Surgery day: Got up at 2:30 a.m. since we had to leave at 3:30 in order to get to the hospital by 5:30. We left town and headed down the Buffalo Ridge to Sioux Falls. We drove through some horrible fog, but DH got us to the hospital on time:thumbup: Once at the hospital they walked both of us through the surgery waiting area and showed hubby how he could check my status by checking a screen that looks a lot like an airport status screen. Then they took us to a small room where they took my vitals and I met with the surgeon, anesthesiologist, and the nurse liaison (who was DH's go-to person until I was in a real room). We were pleased to notice that both the surgeon and the anesthesiologist appeared to be familiar with my medical history. (I was recently diagnosed with Factor V Leiden deficiency, which means that I am more susceptible to blood clots.) I got my shot of Heparin, and then they started my IV. They took me up to the operating room, got me situated on the table, and then the next thing I remember I was in the recovery room. I really don't remember anything from there. I do remember the ride up to my room - going around 87 corners at 60 mph. As I got to my room, (about 10 am) my nurse asked how I was doing. I said that I was nauseous; she said that she would get me something, and I said, "No; I mean NOW!" I then proceeded to heave and heave, although nothing came up. I was very groggy and couldn't stay awake. I was pretty uncomfortable and couldn't sleep for more than about 10 minutes at a time. Around 3, I went down for my barium x-ray. Unfortunately, I think it was the same driver who took me up to my room. When I got to x-ray, I was afraid to swallow too much of the crappy drink, because I was afraid it would make me sick. When I got back to my room, I waited 15 minutes until I started heaving again. They brought me orange jello and chicken broth for dinner. I ate one square of jello and about 2 sips of broth - it was disgusting. I kept sleeping on and off while trying to keep up-to-date on the Farrah and Jacko stories. I was sick one more time around 7:30. My hubby was able to sleep in my room on a couch that folds out to almost a twin bed. Day after surgery: I woke up at 1:30 and was going to go to the bathroom. Unfortunately, I forgot that I had the compression cuffs on my legs, and I got my legs tangled up. I called for the nurse, a male aide came in, I told him, and instead of taking them off of me, he untangled me and tucked me back in bed. I waited until 2, called for the nurse again, and this time a different aide came and she unhooked me so that I could go to the bathroom and walk the halls. That was my turning point. After that, I felt much more awake and less groggy. I was still uncomfortable sleeping, mostly because of the IV. However, I was feeling pretty good. They told me that I had to pass gas before I could go home. I was never so proud of 3 farts! I was able to leave around 4:45, with my prescriptions in hand. It was so great to be in my own bed last night!!!

Hi Jeane, When did you get banded? Today is only 6/27/09, and you said that you got banded 9/29/09. Mary

Ms. Yo, Before my surgery, I was given a photo of a person kneeling down and leaning on their forearms, so that their hind end was sticking up in the air. They told me that a lot of the time, the carbon dioxide gets trapped behind the shoulder just like gone 4 ever suggested. They said that by sticking your rear in the air, the gas moves that way to escape via "tooting".

Hi! I'm a newbie to the site and hope to spend a lot of time this evening checking it out. I'm scheduled for surgery 6/25 in Sioux Falls. I start my two-week liquid diet tomorrow. Wish me luck - and I hope to be able to lean on y'all for support :ihih: Mary