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Ramiro Cavazos
All I can say is Dr. Cavazos is awesome! When I first saw him I didn't even think he was a surgeon because he looks so darn young, but he made it a point to tell us at the seminar that he just turned 36, lol. Even with his young age he has a lot of experience with laparascopic gastric bypass and lapband since that is what he has specialized in, so I did not hesitate to choose him as my doctor. Besides,he is the Director of the Bariatric Center in the NE Baptist Hospital, so that was also a motivating factor. I found his staff really friendly and knowledgable. Dr. Cavazos made it a point of telling me all of the complications and risks involved with the surgery... which I really liked. I didn't want him to sugar coat anything, since this is my life we are talking about.

Dr. Cavazos also holds a support group meeting every month for his patients, and to my disbelief, he actually attends it and answers questions!! Not only that, but he also has special guests, and his wife who is an internist who works with him, also attends, along with 2 of his nurses who are outstanding. It is actually funny because most of his nurses have had WLS and give you tips while you are in the hospital. I remember one of my nurses Lori, who was awesome and would always push me harder to start walking and doing things for myself. She would keep telling me she knew what I was going through because she had been through it herself, so she knew I could do it. I felt like I had someone who understood me by my side when she was there. In fact, all the nurses were great, even the night ones (who would wake me up every couple of hours to take my vitals, yuck!!).

I had absolutely no problems, and every part of my experience was a very good one. The hospital itself is not the best, but when you are in the bariatric section of the hospital the treatment and atmosphere changes dramatically. They are actually there for you and want to help you as best they can.

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  • Comment by judyanne on 11/9/07 8:17 pm
    Monday is your day! Just remember you are on the journey of a lifetime. Try to enjoy every minute. It may sound weird now, but know that you are cared for and prayed for here, and all too soon this will be but a memory and you will be an inspiration to someone else. I am waiting for you on the losers' bench!
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Seven Weeks Since Surgery... Update
on December 30, 2007 6:53 pm
Well it has been 7 weeks since surgery and everything has been going pretty well. I have lost about 30 lbs since surgery (36 including my pre-op liquid diet). I have gone from a very tight 24 (more like a 26)  to a loose 22, and hopefully soon a 20. My only downfall is that I haven't really been exercising (although I am trying to at least walk at lunch time and go to the gym for some strength training). 

Water again is another issue, I do drink it.. but I think I am BARELY making it to the 64 oz mark. I know I should be drinking more, because I am suffering from constipation (TMI I know) and my weight loss has been decreasing. However, it is sooo hard. The good news is that I am finally able to drink plain old water... since my surgery I always had to mix it with crystal light or diluted fruit juice to get it down. So now I have no excuse not to drink!! I have been trying really hard to get all my vitamins in too, but the ones I am struggling with are the calcium chewables. I take the bariatric advantage and they are just too sweet, they make me want to gag sometimes so I think my brain is subconsciously making me forget to take them. I can handle the iron and multi-vitamins alright though. Besides, after getting a call from my surgeon's office after they received my lab results I know they mean business and are keeping an eye on me so I am extra careful to take them.

As for side effects, I have suffered from dumping (I get extremely sleepy if I have too much sugar or carbs), and once I got nauseous and stomach cramping after having a tiny bit of carrot cake with cream cheese frosting. Yes, I know I wasn't supposed to, and I even thought I didn't dump because I had had some carrot cake w/o the frosting the day before and was fine. Ha! Silly me... it was a good wake up call though, now I avoid anything with frosting like the plague. I also get foamies when I eat  too fast, don't chew well enough, or something gets stuck. My worst time was when I microwaved some left over pan fried chicken and ate it for lunch. Yuck!!! I didn't even make it to the bathroom in time, luckily I had a napkin in my hand as I ran there. Needless to say, I rarely do pan fried chicken anymore, ESPECIALLY if it has been microwaved. In fact, even the smell makes me want to puke... it was that bad.

Ohh and another side effect has been me going psycho after the surgery. It was probably a combination of the lingering anesthesia, surgery, hormones, stress, ect... but I totally turned psycho b*tch on my boyfriend. Poor guy... I know he loves me dearly and tolerates my mood swings, but even I know I have gone overboard. Therefore, I decided to ask my doctor for some prozac. I am on my second week and I am feeling much better now. At least I haven't threatned to dump him or felt like throwing something at him, lol.  Not that I would do that!!! 

Other than that I am feeling back to normal. I can eat pretty much anything although I am not supposed to (just don't tell my surgeon!). However, I do stick to mostly protein because I can only eat about 1/4 to 1/2 cup of food and I don't want to waste my pouch space on stuff that  I don't need. I have also been getting a lot of positive comments from my co-workers (and even some flirting, lol), so I feel great about my new life and the decision I have made. I have been soooo blessed!!
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Goodbye to the Fat Girl Post
on November 19, 2007 6:42 am
Well this is it…. This morning I woke up knowing that the fat girl that has ruled my life for so long is about to go away forever. She has 10 more days in this world and then she is gone. She keeps trying to remind me of all the “good” things I will miss if I get rid of her. She reminds me of the chocolate cake, the junk food, the pizza, the Mexican food, the candy, the soft drinks, and everything else that gave me comfort and satisfied my emotional needs. She reminds me of all the issues I will have to face when she is gone, of how she hid me away so that I wouldn’t get hurt. “You will be exposed” she tells me as I look in the mirror, “people will try to get close and hurt you”. But all I can see as I am looking in the mirror is a face that could actually be beautiful, rather than pretty once she is gone… a body that at 26 hurts all over and would be unable to carry a child. I have tried to forget I am fat for so long, I covered myself in nice plus size clothes, but my day to day life is a constant reminder of what I am. Going up the stairs is always an ordeal, my knees kill me, and I get out of breath and feel like I just ran a marathon. My back and neck are always hurting. I already have had to have weight related surgery at my age. I constantly fear going to parties because they might have flimsy plastic chairs to sit on. I never go to the amusement parks with my family because I can’t get on any of the rides. Not to mention the fact I never could approach a man because I knew they could only see me as a friend (luckily one finally approached me!).

But today… today she knows she is leaving and she is fighting for dear life. She knows tomorrow I start my liquid diet before the surgery and she keeps telling me not to do it, to stall the surgery “for now”. To think about Thanksgiving coming up, my nephew’s birthday, Christmas… and all that “good” food that I will be missing if I do it. I keep telling her I don’t care, that once I do it I won’t even be hungry so I won’t mind seeing others eating it.

I want to be healthy!! I want my outside to match my inside! Everyone tells me I am a bright, intelligent, pretty, caring, compassionate, friendly, funny person. I have always made the right choices in my life except for one… I allowed this fat girl to rule my life. I allowed her to convince me to keep her two years ago when I was about to get gastric bypass then. I allowed her to convince me that she would be good and eat right if I kept her. That she would allow me to be normal without going through such a “drastic” procedure. Two years later I am back at the same weight that I was when I was about to get rid of her. She stood in the sidelines for over a year and finally took over and consumed my life again. However, this time she IS leaving!!

Yes, I will have to deal with all my emotional turmoil. Yes, I will have to find something other than food to satisfy my life, but I will actually HAVE a life. I will get to dance, I will get to go out, I will get to enjoy a physical relationship with my boyfriend instead of feeling self conscious when he looks at me. I will get to do so many things that I haven’t done because of her. And most importantly… I will be healthy!!

Goodbye fat girl!! I will always keep you in my mind as a constant reminder of why I chose this route… of why I have to use the tool that I am getting appropriately. As I look at you staring back at me in the mirror all I can say is “I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!”
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My Story

My story is the typical story you hear most on this board, I have been overweight since I can remember. I always acted like it didn't bother me when in reality it did. Imagine being in the 4th and 5th grade and already wearing your mother's clothing (size 12). By the time I started high school I was already a size 20 and steadily growing. I dedicated myself to school since I couldn't do much else. I didn't feel comfortable even looking at guys much less dating, I didn't know how to act. In 2005 I looked into gastric bypass, I had reached a size 26 and I couldn't live with myself being that big. I was already 24 years old and I felt that if I didn't do something about my size I would never be able to get married and/or start a family. I wasn't even able to have a period anymore because of my weight. What took me so long you might ask... Well quite simply, it wasn't in God's plans just yet. Even though I was doing awesome... I did the psych eval, nutrition counseling, started pre-op dieting, attended support groups, and had full approval of my pcp things just kept getting in the way. Finally I saw that I was doing so well on my pre-op diet that I figured I would just do that instead of taking such a "drastic" measure. I stuck to it for almost a year and a half (luckily my PCP documented all of it) and I did loose about 70 lbs, but all of a sudden I stopped and couldn't keep loosing. Not only that, but I had some other surgery and I couldn't exercise for over a month, then I was diagnosed with carpal tunnel and I couldn't lift weights either. During that time I stayed at the same weight so my doctor gave me diet pills... I hated those but they helped a bit. Finally I just gave up, if I didn't exercise 5 times a week (for 45 min or more) I stopped loosing, if I stopped eating only 1,200-1,400 calories a day I would start gaining. The worst part was that I was still hungry!! Stress from school, the surgery, work, and deciding to move to San Antonio proved to be too much for me, in no time at all I was gaining back all the weight I had lost. 

For a while I tried to ignore the fact that I was gaining all the weight back... yes I couldn't wear my size 20 jeans anymore, but that meant they had probably shrunk, not that my butt was getting big again! Finally a visit to my new ob/gyn opened my eyes. I had finally gotten a boyfriend and we were talking about eventually having a family, when I started discussing all of this with the ob/gyn she mentioned that it would be rather risky for me to have a baby at my size. She said I would have to loose weight if I wanted to get pregnant (not to mention the fact that I can't menstruate because of my weight). I asked her how much I had to loose and she said "at least 120 lbs". At that point my jaw just dropped and it took all my strength to keep from crying. How could I ever loose all that weight on my own??? It took me over a year and a half to loose 70 lbs which I gained back after I couldn't loose anymore and I just gave up. I knew I was fat... morbidly obese even... but I had never thought that 120lbs stood in the way of me becoming a mother one day.

So here I am... I have a couple more days until my surgery and the time has just flown by! Now I know that this was the time God had planned for my surgery. Once I made my decision to have it everything just happened! I called the doctor's office and made an appointment, I attended his seminar one day before my appointment since that was a requirement and that was it! The day of my appointment I saw the doctor and discussed things with him, I also saw the nutritionist and went over my diet history with her. I pulled out a typed out list and she was VERY impressed, she said she had never seen someone have such a detailed list of every diet they have been on (if it were my resume I would never get hired, lol.... I have at least 15 diets on there). On the list I included when I started, my initial weight, how long I did it for, and what my ending weight was. Needless to say, I got thumbs way up from her, she saw that I was prepared and committed. After that I went to see the psychologist the next week... I should had seen her that day, but I needed to get back to work and it was taking forever. A week later I called my doctor's office and they said they had already received my medical history from my former PCP (the one that documented my diet when I was still in California) and they were waiting on my psych eval and my medical history from a doctor who saw me over 5 years ago (to prove I have been obese that long). Three weeks later I was told I was approved and my surgery was scheduled for 11/12/07 and that was it!! My employer was really supportive and gave me the days I asked for, my insurance was awesome and I only have to pay $73 for my surgery, my family, friends, and boyfriend are super supportive and everything just seemed to go in my favor. That is why I know that this was the time for me to have my surgery... Who would of thought 2 months ago that I would be just days away from starting a new life?  Not me, that is for sure!

 


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