Rcahalan
One month out
Apr 15, 2012
A little over one month out and I'm feeling good for the most part. I had a rough first week after surgery, but that was mainly because of my refusal to take enough pain medication. 
Yup, I should have known better.
I'm down around 30 pounds sine the beginning of February, and feel good about it. I feel like I look much better than I proably do. I find things that I think I should be able to fit into from a few years ago, and I'm not quite there yet. It's easy to lose track of what "normal" weight loss is. I find myself upset if I don't look more than 5 pounds a week. I have to remind myself that slow is better.
I'm finding a lot of difficulty eating. I have started to want to eat things that I'm pretty sure will make me sick. I was never a big chip eater, but for some reason this weekend I wanted some potatoe chips so bad I could almost feel it. We went to the lake and I had to run into town to get some food that I could eat and I ended up spending over an hour in that store! I was searching every label for something that I could eat. It was very frustrating. I drove back to the camper feeling quite depressed. I'm so sick of cheese sticks, and I'm not a big meat fan in the first place. I will be really working on finding recipes that will not leave me feeling deprived. It's more difficult than I had first thought it would be.
Tomorrow is Monday and I'll be doing a presentation in the morning. Doing the presentations at work have become so much easier for me. I don't feel as ackward as I did before. I feel more at ease with people looking at me. I'm no where near where I would like to be, but I'm near enogh to like what i see.
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Yup, I should have known better. I'm down around 30 pounds sine the beginning of February, and feel good about it. I feel like I look much better than I proably do. I find things that I think I should be able to fit into from a few years ago, and I'm not quite there yet. It's easy to lose track of what "normal" weight loss is. I find myself upset if I don't look more than 5 pounds a week. I have to remind myself that slow is better.
I'm finding a lot of difficulty eating. I have started to want to eat things that I'm pretty sure will make me sick. I was never a big chip eater, but for some reason this weekend I wanted some potatoe chips so bad I could almost feel it. We went to the lake and I had to run into town to get some food that I could eat and I ended up spending over an hour in that store! I was searching every label for something that I could eat. It was very frustrating. I drove back to the camper feeling quite depressed. I'm so sick of cheese sticks, and I'm not a big meat fan in the first place. I will be really working on finding recipes that will not leave me feeling deprived. It's more difficult than I had first thought it would be.
Tomorrow is Monday and I'll be doing a presentation in the morning. Doing the presentations at work have become so much easier for me. I don't feel as ackward as I did before. I feel more at ease with people looking at me. I'm no where near where I would like to be, but I'm near enogh to like what i see.
GBRY finally!
Mar 13, 2012
I see that the last entry was 2 years ago, and since that time things got worse, and then better. I had my gastric bypass yesterday!
I feel like someone kicked me in the stomach, but other than that I feel fine. Yesterday and last night I had some bad dry heaving and retching. My surgery took 2.5 hours, and I don't react well to anesthesia. I had a scopalimine patch on, and they gave me many different medications to attempt to keep me comfortable, but at the end it just had to run it's course. I didn't use as much pain medicine as I wanted to, because I'm sure that is what's causing the nausea.
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I feel like someone kicked me in the stomach, but other than that I feel fine. Yesterday and last night I had some bad dry heaving and retching. My surgery took 2.5 hours, and I don't react well to anesthesia. I had a scopalimine patch on, and they gave me many different medications to attempt to keep me comfortable, but at the end it just had to run it's course. I didn't use as much pain medicine as I wanted to, because I'm sure that is what's causing the nausea.
Day one of my blog
Jun 15, 2010
I have decided to start blogging as a way to venting and dealing with my problems.
First the back story:
I have a Lap Band place April 30, 2007. The port was never able to be punctured so I needed a port revision. I had to fight with my insurance company to cover the procedure. I finally won and the port was flipped. I was able to get one small fill and then it flipped again. Once again I had to fight with the insurance company to get the procedure covered. It was denied and I appealed. At the end of 2007 I had the port flipped for the final time and it was placed in the middle of my cheast just below the bra line. During that year I put weight on. The psychological stress and emotion was horrible. I was hoping the God that this band would help me.
Fast foward to 2010. I have gotten a divorce, sold my home and purchased a condo, and gotten a new job. I now work in the office of the doctor who did my band. I have struggled to find the "green zone" for my band. It was great for one year, and I was down under 200 pounds for the first time in my memory. The band slipped and I was getting bad reflux. Some of the fluid had to be taken out and I needed to let things get back to normal. I did that and then the roller coaster began again. I would have a little fluid put in, and then it was be too much. Things would be good for a while, and then it would be bad. This year in March I couldn't take it any more. I was taking so much Omeprizole for acid reflux and it wasn't helping. I would wake up every night coughing and unable to lay down. I requested the band be completely void of any fluid. The surgeon removed all fluid and wrote a letter requesting approval to have the band taken out and for me to get a gastric bypass. They approved the band removal, but denied the bypass. I appealed, and it was denied. My doctor is in the midst of writing an appeal letter on my behalf with a possible peer-to-peer phone conversation.
I am now right back where I started. I am at a BMI of 42, and feeling tons of emotions. I run the support groups here, and I get heavier and heavier each month. I go up and present the information to groups of people interested in surgery, and I look like I need it myself. I had a guy ask my why I hadn't had the surgery. How am I supposed to answer that in a dimplomatic way? Impossible. I told him that I didn't qualify. Technically I don't....I've had my "once in a lifetime" surgery....and it FAILED!
Today I had the doctor put 1mL back in the band. I need help. I don't get full and as I mentioned above I'm right back where I started. It's humiliating, frustrating, imbarassing, and the list goes on.
It's my youngest daughters 5th birthday today and I should be happy and excited and I'm so depressed! I hate this. I hate how this has taken over my life AGAIN!
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First the back story:
I have a Lap Band place April 30, 2007. The port was never able to be punctured so I needed a port revision. I had to fight with my insurance company to cover the procedure. I finally won and the port was flipped. I was able to get one small fill and then it flipped again. Once again I had to fight with the insurance company to get the procedure covered. It was denied and I appealed. At the end of 2007 I had the port flipped for the final time and it was placed in the middle of my cheast just below the bra line. During that year I put weight on. The psychological stress and emotion was horrible. I was hoping the God that this band would help me.
Fast foward to 2010. I have gotten a divorce, sold my home and purchased a condo, and gotten a new job. I now work in the office of the doctor who did my band. I have struggled to find the "green zone" for my band. It was great for one year, and I was down under 200 pounds for the first time in my memory. The band slipped and I was getting bad reflux. Some of the fluid had to be taken out and I needed to let things get back to normal. I did that and then the roller coaster began again. I would have a little fluid put in, and then it was be too much. Things would be good for a while, and then it would be bad. This year in March I couldn't take it any more. I was taking so much Omeprizole for acid reflux and it wasn't helping. I would wake up every night coughing and unable to lay down. I requested the band be completely void of any fluid. The surgeon removed all fluid and wrote a letter requesting approval to have the band taken out and for me to get a gastric bypass. They approved the band removal, but denied the bypass. I appealed, and it was denied. My doctor is in the midst of writing an appeal letter on my behalf with a possible peer-to-peer phone conversation.
I am now right back where I started. I am at a BMI of 42, and feeling tons of emotions. I run the support groups here, and I get heavier and heavier each month. I go up and present the information to groups of people interested in surgery, and I look like I need it myself. I had a guy ask my why I hadn't had the surgery. How am I supposed to answer that in a dimplomatic way? Impossible. I told him that I didn't qualify. Technically I don't....I've had my "once in a lifetime" surgery....and it FAILED!
Today I had the doctor put 1mL back in the band. I need help. I don't get full and as I mentioned above I'm right back where I started. It's humiliating, frustrating, imbarassing, and the list goes on.
It's my youngest daughters 5th birthday today and I should be happy and excited and I'm so depressed! I hate this. I hate how this has taken over my life AGAIN!
