Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Well boys,
I'm 10.5 months out and I gave my new digestive system the first trial run from the old lifestyle this weekend. It didn't hold up to well. I went to Vegas with a bunch of old friends and no supervision (ie wives) and while watching more football games than I could possibly pay attention to, I ended up consuming about a pint of Crown mixed with about a half gallon of Coke Zero over the course of about 5 hours. I don't know if it was the whiskey or the carbonation from the soda, but after about 5 hours of sipping ( I thought sipping was a good thing) I had some massive stomach cramps. I walked around the casino for 15 or 20 minutes thinking I might fart those cramps away and resume drinking, but twas not to be. I woke up the next morning with the cramps still bothering me a little. So you post-op guys that are looking to do a little drinking might consider using non-carbonated mixers. I know I will the next time. And I'm not really in a hurry for next time.
Additional observations: 1) The Cowboys suck. Between them and the Vikings, they cost me about $400. I should've known better. 2) The Chargers and Dodgers rock. Because of them I salvaged what would've been a bad wknd. 3) BHO is outspending JMc about 10:1 in Nevada based on what I had to endure from watching TV all wknd. It's good to live in a state where the election is a foregone conclusion. You avoid lots of time wasted watching campaign commercials. 4) There appear to be very few real titties left in Las Vegas. Silicon and saline are run amuck. 5) The woman who set next to me on the plane going to Vegas had to have an extention for the seatbelt and I didn't. That was pretty damned cool considering where I used to be.
I'm 10.5 months out and I gave my new digestive system the first trial run from the old lifestyle this weekend. It didn't hold up to well. I went to Vegas with a bunch of old friends and no supervision (ie wives) and while watching more football games than I could possibly pay attention to, I ended up consuming about a pint of Crown mixed with about a half gallon of Coke Zero over the course of about 5 hours. I don't know if it was the whiskey or the carbonation from the soda, but after about 5 hours of sipping ( I thought sipping was a good thing) I had some massive stomach cramps. I walked around the casino for 15 or 20 minutes thinking I might fart those cramps away and resume drinking, but twas not to be. I woke up the next morning with the cramps still bothering me a little. So you post-op guys that are looking to do a little drinking might consider using non-carbonated mixers. I know I will the next time. And I'm not really in a hurry for next time.
Additional observations: 1) The Cowboys suck. Between them and the Vikings, they cost me about $400. I should've known better. 2) The Chargers and Dodgers rock. Because of them I salvaged what would've been a bad wknd. 3) BHO is outspending JMc about 10:1 in Nevada based on what I had to endure from watching TV all wknd. It's good to live in a state where the election is a foregone conclusion. You avoid lots of time wasted watching campaign commercials. 4) There appear to be very few real titties left in Las Vegas. Silicon and saline are run amuck. 5) The woman who set next to me on the plane going to Vegas had to have an extention for the seatbelt and I didn't. That was pretty damned cool considering where I used to be.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
First booze since late June. I enjoyed the buzz as well as the lack of inhibitions that allowed me to feel comfortable while screaming at a tv screen in a room full of other drunks who were screaming at various other tv screens. But the stomach cramps were a killer. The funniest thing I saw all wknd was a Michigan fan's reaction to his wolverines getting beat by Toledo. It was one of the more perfect moments in the history of shaudenfruede.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.
Fish,
Minus the cramps and **** poor performance by the Cowboys sounds like a good time! Have tenative plans to go back there soon. Depends on the job situation. Had a chance to fly first class but after careful consideration advised my traveling companion that I wanted to fly coach just so a picture could be taken of my formally much fatter ass in a coach seat without said extension! Will likely start to whoop and holler and run risk of being tossed off the plane but WTF! I would dare say that fitting into an airplane seat without the extension is one goal that the majority of WLS patients share.
Never, and I mean NEVER, trust a fart!!