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I'm depressed, I can't eat, I can't drink.  I feel like I'm going crazy and all I want to do is cry.  Everything I drink or eat tastes horrible and makes me sick to my stomach.  I love water, but I can't take but the smallest of sips otherwise I'm gagging.  I'm having a hard time being around my Mom, she smokes and the odor from her smoking makes me want to throw up.  I'm miserable and I hate it.  I called my Surgeons office and spoke to his nurse.  She assured me that this was completely normal for a lot of patients.  It's some smell and tastes hypersensitivity.  She also assured me that it would probably be completely gone by the time I hit 6 weeks post-op.  GOD I hope so!  I'm cold all the time now too.  I've gone from weighing 326 lbs to 288 lbs, that's 38 lbs in just 3 weeks.  I'm worried that I'm loosing too much too fast.  I have been feeling so rotten that I haven't been on my treadmill in 3 days.  SOMETHING has GOT to GIVE!!  or I'll go insane.  HELP MEEE!!

It has been almost 2 weeks since my surgery on April 28th, 2009 and I am feeling GREAT!!  I've lost 31 lbs since the beginning of it all, and I know most of it was from water retention (spelling) but I don't care... I feel SOOOOO much better already.  I'm walking 25 minutes on my treadmill, I've almost made it a mile... that is my first goal, and I'm using my little 1 lb hand weights to work on my arms as I'm working my legs. 
  For the first time in 6 months I am able to WALK for more than 2 minutes straight without my lower back burning, my left leg going numb and start dragging the ground, and not running completely out of breath!  I will NEVER regret my decision to have this surgery.  I will be honest and say for some reason I've been craving a hamberger!  LOL  Not a fatty one, but like a Turkey burger or a lean burger....  I think I just want some MEAT to sink my teeth into!  LOL  I'm still on clear liquids, but Tuesday I go to FULL Liquids.. whoo hoo!! Yay me!  LOL
  Take care everyone... 

Hi My Diary (that everyone can read! lol)
  Today marks 5 days to go, but I cheat, I don't count the day I'm in and I don't count the actual day of surgery, so in my count I have only 3 days to go!  LOL   I'm still excited and half scared too.  Still waiting for someone to JUMP up and shout, NO, Melissa can not have this surgery!!!    Or WAIT, we've made a mistake!  Ughhh  I'll be fine the day of, once they get me on the pre-op table, have me all stuffed with needles and monitoring tags and cords and wires, and the guy tells me to start counting backwards..  THEN I'll be fine!  LOL

Best wishes to all who had the surgery done today, and to those who will be having the surgery Monday!  I say a prayer for all of you and hope you all are the biggest losers you know!  GL GL GL

Melissa

It is Sunday, just a day away from starting the cabbage soup diet back up again.  (I am worried about that, a LOT of people have said they have never heard of a doctor putting a patient on this type of diet and that it doesn't make much sense, so it has scared me a bit)  I will call the office Monday and get it confirmed that I am suppose to be doing this diet, one more time!!  I have a question for anyone and will post it in one of the forums.  Look for it!  HELP me if you can!!  LOL 
Have a great and relaxing Sunday if you can!

          After months of fighting the system, after having my paperwork mis-filed TWICE, after all the stress, anxiety, and all the little tests they've put me through in order for me to have this surgery I so desperately need.  I get a surgery date, I start the cabbage soup diet Tuesday April 14th, I'm grumpy, I'm hungry, my mouth is burning from the high acid from the soup, I am craving some protein and my ugly body is bloating so badly my feet feel like the skin is about to burst from the pressure.        
            After all of that, I get a call late afternoon on April 15th from the surgeons office telling my that my date has been postponed for a whole week, due to scheduling conflicts.  I sat in the little room with the doctor while he picked my surgery date, so how could their be scheduling conflicts?  By this time I can almost swear there is a conspiracy and they don't want to do my surgery for some reason.  I was ready to just bawl my eyes out.  I'm not giving up, it's either have this surgery or my toes will start falling off, my heart will probably give out sooner rather than later, and my kidneys will probably fail in the next year or two.  
           I'm depressed, I'm sad, I'm scared out of my mind.