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@DianeJarrett.... This is why i'm leaning to the fact that the BIL didn't do what he was suppose to do.... ate too fast after WLS and ruptured his stomach.

I read your comment and thought... Really!!! Outlawed. Sooooo Should heart surgery, gallbladder, liver, lung, appendix .... etc Surgery be outlawed too... they are far more "dangerous" than this.... I had the Lapband done in 2009 and had tremendous success, even though people said how dangerous it was. I did my research and felt at the time it was my best option. I never regretted it for a single day. My worse day was in march when i got sick and was violently throwing up and slipped my band and had to have her removed. You came here, what i'm assuming, was to look for help..... But, you really never asked a question. Instead all you accomplished was to try and scare people into NOT having the WLS done. But what you fail to see is that WE are all adults, and have done our research. We know what's best for us... and no one and there "scare-tactics" will change that. You would have done a lot better had you come here and said the COMPLETE story and then asked if any one has experienced this. I can only tell you what i have seen over 8 years of coming here. Yes, there have been cases where the DR messed up and caused some terrible issues (very few)..... But, what i see more is people having any of the WLS and going home, starving and eating. This is the #1 problem... people thinking that they can eat normal food like burgers the next day....... UHHHH NOOOOO this is why there are guidelines and rules to follow. My guess, your BIL (not knowing the whole story) did just that... causing the stomach to rupture and leak. Because i know of not 1 person that ever left the hospital with out doing a swallow test to make sure everything was working right.

LOL.... i've heard that.... my best friend said.... You're so skinny.. i f#cking hate you.. B!tch. But i know she was only joking.... I said.... don't hate... Appreciate!!! B!tch.... But if they just say... your so skinny.... my go to reply is ..... A HUGE smile and say... I KNOW RIGHT. I have another friend that now refers to me as "thin-mint"... and i love it

Go and read this..... i've been on this site for almost 9 years.... my friend started this one...

Ance..... Trust in the fact that your daughter will do much better with you by her side. Support from the people that love us the most is so very important no matter what age. You have to remember that this is about her, not you, not her dad, not her siblings, not her friends.... She will make the changes when she sees the weight coming off it will be easier for her to see the possibility. Lots of people her age become super health conscience after WLS. You job as mom is to support her and identify your roll in her journey. Lots of mom learn that they themselves have contributed more than they thought. We as moms have a hard time saying NO to our kids. I would continue to go to the meetings with her and learn how to help her as much as you can. Get the word.... Can't out of your vocabulary. Think of it this way.... if she had any other disease and surgery would fix it... would you support that? If she had a heart blockage, would you support a Stint.... or diabetes.. Would you support a pump being put in..... WLS is the same thing... she has a disease and needs this to help fix her....and that's the bottom line. I Wish you all the best of luck in this journey... Chris

Girl.... I was married for 26 years. When i got banded 11/09 i was 230#.. zero self confidence or self esteem. My ex brought me down at every turn. He never wanted me to lose the weight to begin with. Now i see that it was just his way of keeping me down and him in control. But, 100#s later and 8 years..... i am soooooo happy. As the weight went down.. the confidence went up and up and up and up.... he hated it... So, last year i filed for divorce. He moved out about a year ago and i started dating..... and dating.... and dating..... my friend Tracy insisted , i joined Match. I was thinking...OMG, what kind of crazy men will i hear from. BUT, i didn't post a picture. Some say if you don't have a pic they wont talk to you... i say... get to stepping. If you don't like what you read on a profile and your that superficial that you need a pic ...then F U.... The first week i had dozens of men contacting me. I weeded through them and replied to a few. One of which was Tim.... I will say he was not what i "normally" go far.... but he met all of what i was looking for in a partner... and i messaged him.... I am so glad i did. So dating i did.... there were quite a few.... and i almost needed a spread sheet to keep track of who, when and where. I was dating so much that i was wearing myself out. The men all knew that i was dating multiple men and were cool with it. Tim got real smart real fast.... he started scheduling our next date during the current date. He got tired of me saying... NO i already have a date that day/night/weekend..... hehe Got to the point were he was occupying most every weekend and some weekdays. The rest of the guys faded away.... Tim is one of the last remaining gentlemen. He opens every door, pulls out chairs, holds my jacket, holds my hand, compliments me all the time.... we have great conversation. Our first dated was Oct. 15th and things are going great. Last month he got promoted and is having to relocate to Mississippi... which is about 3 hours from my house. He asked me to move in with him..... so last weekend we went look at houses. so Yes, i'm moving in. The last thing i wanted to do was get serious with a guy, but, like a friend told me.... Chris, men like him are rare, ride this train and see where it goes. Put your self out there, be accepting of people and new adventures... Never know who's around the corner...... Chris PS..... this was us a couple weekends ago in Boca Raton, Fl

I've been fortunate that my boobs stayed full. I was a 44G/H and until a couple months ago i was a 34G/H...... Last month i went to my favorite boutique and measured at 32GG....

I know right..... so freaking funny

Well the thing I dreaded since day one happened today. Last week I got sick. Threw up and slipped my band. So this am at 11am. We departed. I'm going to miss her. I hope I can do this with out her. It was a great ride....... so im now band free

LMAO.... I read this on FB the other day and thought.... this guy is so funny. So he is it: Trick Oliver April 19 at 7:16pm · So...giving into peer pressure, as I am prone to do, I decided to swallow what little pride I had stashed in a locked box for a rainy day and try the Unicorn Frappuccino. I kept hearing mixed reviews. "It's good" "It's nasty" "It tastes like a unicorn". "Tastes like a unicorn?" I say to myself. Being the magician I am, I DO enjoy a good unicorn steak from time to time, so I decided to get one. So I make my way to the nearest Starbucks, step up to the counter, and in my manliest of voices, I proudly proclaim that I would like 1 grande unicorn, in all its pink and blue glory! FOR THE HORDE! I wait the customary way too long, while listening to the sultry sounds of my favorite Starbucks song: I Hate Making Frappuccinos. Patiently I listen as my order comes closer. "Venti Unicorn for Cike with a C", "Patthew your order is ready", "One tall nonfat extra fat sugar free extra syrup nowhip double whip caramochaccino for Vernarnia". And then finally, it came. My grande unicorn, in all its sparkly magnificence was placed upon the counter. Slowly I picked it up and made my way to my car, where, as is customary in this society, I took a picture before enjoying it. I took a long sip and...well let me take a side step here. When I woke up this morning, it was cloudy, rainy, and there was distant thunder. It felt almost as if it was an omen of something horrible on the horizon. Little did I know, that something horrible was this. As I sipped the pink, mango coldness hit my tongue. "Not....not bad" I thought to myself. But those pretty sparklies on the whipped cream called to me. I did as any self respecting 33yo man does when he first gets a frappuccino. I ripped off the lid and took a big bite of that whipped cream mountain, including the sprinkles of happiness....false happiness...the kind of happiness that lures you in with sweet words, only to stab you in the neck with icey lies and betryal. Sprinkles of happiness? SPRINKLES OF A PUCKERED a$$hole I SAY! It soon became very apparent to me that Starbucks has NEVER tasted a Unicorn. Unicorns have MANY flavor profiles, from their cotton-candy manes, to their licorice horns. There's the vanilla bean flanks, chocolate hooves, cookies-and-cream fetlocks, EVEN THE RAINBOW SOFTSERVE ICECREAM POOP! But Starbucks used NONE of theze flavors. No...No, Starbucks went for mango, which, as we ALL know, is what the wingtips of gryphons taste like. Not unicorns. Not. Unicorns. The only flavor in there that even remotely comes cloze to unicorn is the bitter, sour, nasty sprinkles and bluegoop. But that's not a good thing. It's common knowledge that the only time a unicorn has the bitter, sour flavor is when it is suffering from hoof-rot. And then, the only part that has that flavor, is the actual rot. Now, I don't want to know why those higher-ups at Starbucks are tasting the least appetizing part of a unicorn but, well, there you have it. Starbucks, I implore you, please stop attempting to recreate the flavor of mythical creatures, when obviously you have never tasted them. tl;dr: Unicorn Frappuccino is icky. This post brought to you by en50productions. Find us on Instagram and Youtube https://www.instagram.com/explore/tags/en50productions/

I love it Red.... During Mardi Gras ..... there is a parade in Baton Rouge.... Check out this link. http://www.spanishtownmardigras.com/parade.htm You should come next year... i mean you do already have the suit. their thing is Pink Flamingo's and pink everything.... hehe

sense of smell and taste do change. Im like Berry78, i can smell even the slightest change in me.... Where as Tim says everything is great. Everything smells more concentrated if that makes since

good start.... but if i'm being helpful... you should try and go weekdays and take off the weekends. I did 5 days a week for at least an hour. I started with zumba, body pump, and combat... I also did elliptical and treadmill.... then worked my way up to weights. You can do it

shouldn't you have checked their back grounds BEFORE hiring them? That's what most companies do... JS

she NEVER... answers the question....

BAM.... drops the mic and walks away..... good job Alex. and so now we wait for Sandy to skirt over that...

might i ask what happened that your band failed?

got to get moving.... bottom line.... Eat less, move more. I know you just got released to go to the Gym, but walking is something you could have been doing to build up your endurance. I started going block to block. you joined the gym, now the hard part... Going. I had to go directly after work.... if i went home, that was a wrap. and im not a morning person so... Getting up early to exercise was not going to happen. good luck

i could tell you crap he has said to me that would make your mouth drop to the floor.... Sad part is, im not alone... lots of people that have come here over the years have gone though a lot of what i went through. They said that a lot of marriages end after WLS because one or the other can't handle the changes. .... Let see, my friends Tami (sleeve) divorced after 25 years, Jenny (gb) after 20, Paul (band) after 15, Stephanie (band) 10, Chantel, Tara, Melanie, ...... Yep.... pretty much half my life.... I'll be 49 in July. Tina (band).... she was a saucy minx.... I figured my name is Christina.... Everyone calls me Chris...I'd give her the other half. LOL

having support is important and everyone wants someone on their side. I really hope your husband comes around... i really do. it does suck... we built a life together and now we are dismantling it.... hard to go through... but, i'm in a better place for it now and so happy in my day to day life. Now a new journey has begun.... a life with out my beloved band (tina)... Sadly we also divorced a month ago (so to speak). She slipped and had to leave me.... :-( But, Tim has been very supportive saying.... You can do this and im hear for you what ever you need. I told him, just keep being him....

I'm pretty sure most of the "vets" here knows my history and what i have dealt with for the past 8.5 years. If not,..... in 2009 I started my research and process of having WLS. My husband was NEVER on board. He would said things like.... You don't need this, you can lose it on your own.... why do you want to lose weight, so you can get skinny and find another man?..... Only people that have no will power and want to take the easy way out does WLS.... I could go on an on... He never went to any Dr appt with me or for any testing. He said if I was going to do this... I was on my own. When i went to my Phyc eval one of the questions was.... how good is your marriage? At the time i saw it as good.... we had been married for 17-18 yrs i think... We always argued about stuff but all couples do have spats. By the time i had my LBS i was 230lbs and our sex life was almost nonexistent... I thought me losing weight would help that as i was convinced that it was my weight that turned him off. Day of surgery, he did bring me, but he was zero help after. Never help me at all. I was... like he said... On my own. Thank God i have a high tolerance for pain and heal fast. I went back to work 6 days later only to be laid off from work. So i started cleaning peoples houses and the weight came off... SLOWLY.... he said, so when is this "thing" going to start to work.. You look the same (insert knife to heart).... But it did lite a fire under my a$$ and i started exercising at the Y and i lost 60lbs the first year. Low and behold, sex did get better (briefly)... but i still had to beg for it. Others started to say things in front of him like.... Wow Chris you look great, how much weight have you lost? And say things to him like, Jim you better be on your game... Chris is looking Hot.... (he hated that, as as soon as men said it, done, we never went around them again)..... He became even more introverted and we stopped socializing with most every friend. The next year i lost another 20lbs and this is where the real trouble started.... the comments were.... How much more weight do you want to lose? i asked why? he said, because your looking like a bag of bones... OR you know you were prettier when you were fat, your face didn't show all those wrinkles.... Why are you wearing that, don't you get enough attention already..... I canceled the gym membership... your skinny enough. This is when i realized that it was his insecurities that he was fighting. At 230lbs, my self esteem and confidence was nonexistent.... i hated me and the way i looked. He knew it and took advantage of this. He knew that as long as i was fat he could control me like he always had. His fear was that i would gain back my self esteem and confidence like i had when we first met (i was 20 and was 100lbs). And his fear came to fruition ..... As the weight came off... i started feeling great about me and where i was headed. Our marriage crumbled.... he refused to seek help saying... There is nothing wrong with me... It's you (me). You need the help. You need to find out why you need attention all the time..... and i told him... because you (him) gave me NONE. I mean NONE.... in so many way... but he knew that im a very sexual person and he withheld it from me. Down to twice a year.... and then i had to beg. So over a year ago i finally sat him down and said.... I am sooooo unhappy and if things don't change, im filing for Divorce. Well, he didn't take me serious and i filed after being marred for 25 years... it was final in Feb. after we passed our 26 anniversary. When i made the choice, i thought i'd rather be single and happy then married and unhappy. I dated a lot (as some of you know).... had a blast... Wore myself out most weekends.... hehe..... then i met Tim... wow... amazing man... he and i are seeing where it will lead... and im liking this road... Bottom line, if you count on others to do what you would do and expect them to be they way want them to be and treat other the way you would treat them...... YOU will ALWAYS be disappointed. Only you can make you happy... others can only enhance it.... I wish you all the luck.... Chris