what's new revue for thursday
The doctor put me on Pristiq yesterday for depression. I am going to look that up on the computer and see what is up with that one. I thought it was new but the doctor told me that it has been out for about a year now. I sure hope it works. I need something......I feel like I am sinking deeper and deeper.
It's not what you gather, but what you scatter
that tells what kind of life you have lived.
Yeah, I use Topamax, and it went generic this year so it's not as expensive (it used to be an $80 copay for 60 pills ... ouch! It's now $10.58, just went up, but still cheaper than $80). I do find it curbs carb cravings and they did studies that show it curbs alcohol and nicotine cravings ... I noticed as soon as I started on it for migraines (which is what I'm on it for) that the carb cravings went way down ... now, not that I don't want some things, I just don't crave them insatiably like I used to.
Judy
Are there any support groups in your area? The accountability factor that is part of attending support groups helps people to be honest to themselves. I know that you work evenings, but there might be a group that you could attend. This will also get you out of the house and not sitting in front of the TV, which is a problem for me.
I feel for you. I haven't had surgery yet, but I fear regaining weight when I do. I am trying to prepare myself and am attending a local group to help with my accountability.
My personality is very addictive. My family had alcoholics on both sides - the old stereotype of the Irish was right in my family's case! Somehow, I missed that bullet and rarely drink; however, there are so many other things that can be addictive for me. Having chips in the house is like having a red flag waved in front of a bull. I have to finish those chips in one or two sittings.
As the daughter of an alcoholic, I find that there never is enough, so my way of handling this is not to have trigger foods in the house or I would eat all of them in one evening. Surely Rick, if he is the culprit, can eat chips when you are not around so that you are not tempted.
The fruit and vegetables available now are incredible, and they are cheap. I'm eating yellow and orange peppers in the evening and they are so good!! Chips have nothing on them.
So... you can do this. Look how far you've come. Make a plan and work it. Write down your meals for the week and stick to it.
We're here for you.
Hugs
- Margaret
Are there any support groups in your area? The accountability factor that is part of attending support groups helps people to be honest to themselves. I know that you work evenings, but there might be a group that you could attend. This will also get you out of the house and not sitting in front of the TV, which is a problem for me.
I feel for you. I haven't had surgery yet, but I fear regaining weight when I do. I am trying to prepare myself and am attending a local group to help with my accountability.
My personality is very addictive. My family had alcoholics on both sides - the old stereotype of the Irish was right in my family's case! Somehow, I missed that bullet and rarely drink; however, there are so many other things that can be addictive for me. Having chips in the house is like having a red flag waved in front of a bull. I have to finish those chips in one or two sittings.
As the daughter of an alcoholic, I find that there never is enough, so my way of handling this is not to have trigger foods in the house or I would eat all of them in one evening. Surely Rick, if he is the culprit, can eat chips when you are not around so that you are not tempted.
The fruit and vegetables available now are incredible, and they are cheap. I'm eating yellow and orange peppers in the evening and they are so good!! Chips have nothing on them.
So... you can do this. Look how far you've come. Make a plan and work it. Write down your meals for the week and stick to it.
We're here for you.
Hugs
- Margaret 
Judy,
I just read Jeannie's link to Effexor. It is a great antidepressant. I was on it for about 10 years prior to WLS. My shrink said it would help curb the appetite. I still managed to get up to 320 lbs on the med.
Different meds work differently on people though. I always seem to be the oddball. Just putting in my 2 cents worth.
I just read Jeannie's link to Effexor. It is a great antidepressant. I was on it for about 10 years prior to WLS. My shrink said it would help curb the appetite. I still managed to get up to 320 lbs on the med.
Different meds work differently on people though. I always seem to be the oddball. Just putting in my 2 cents worth.
Annette 
Good Morning Margo & OFF Peeps!
Have been really busy and unable to come to visit this week, though I popped in briefly here and there for a looksee. . . busy is good, makes the work week go by, but even weekends are busy these days, all good!
Last night I went to my monthly support group and it was good to see people and we had a couple of people who are just coming up on the 1st year post-surgery and listening to them talk about how this has changed their lives just reminds me of all I have to be grateful for.
There was someone there, who sadly told their story, of having had WLS in 2001 and after losing a substantial portion of their weight, their spouse of 27 years left and that person resorted back to old habits and had regained all of their weight back and then some, they can't have revision due to a bloodclot and so are on a medically supervised 700 calorie a day diet to help lose weight. A sad story, but the upside is they are doing something about it. Another of our group members, someone who is 6 years post-op, spoke of how at 18 months post surgery, they got tired of doing the right things and a year later was 60 lbs. heavier, so that person went back to doing what had given them a new lease on life and lost the regained weight. That story I go back to over and over in my mind, because I think the further out we get, the more "normal" our mindsets become, and therein lies the danger of regain, which is a big fear of mine. I worked so hard to get where I am and lately I've lost some of the wind in my sails, so to speak, I am not exercising, which makes me feel guilty, the scale has crept up some, but still within my 5 lbs. of lowest weight and I do a fairly good job of journaling what I eat to keep myself honest and on track. I miss the exercise portion of things, however, I can't bring myself to spend the time in the gym, when I don't have things I have to do, or things of a social nature, I just want to be at home with Dillinger.
As I come closer to my 2 year post-surgical time, I had hoped to be at my goal, which in truth is not far from being realized, so while I can recognize the achievements, I still have an unrealized goal that makes me feel that I have failed somehow. There is my addict brain thought process, black/white for all to see, never enough. . . What I have to reply to that thought process is I've had lots of life challenges this past year, things that would have sent me searching for consolation in the form of my first true love, FOOD. . . I can say that with all truth, I seldom gave in to it and mostly did not even consider it, so I share this with all of you, as a way to purge the negative from my mind and to let you know that some days just knowing that we are all on the same journey, no matter the distance from it, it's the commaradiere that we share that keeps me looking for and counting my blessings and knowing that the number on the scale does not determine my success for this day.
Hugs, Laureen
Have been really busy and unable to come to visit this week, though I popped in briefly here and there for a looksee. . . busy is good, makes the work week go by, but even weekends are busy these days, all good!
Last night I went to my monthly support group and it was good to see people and we had a couple of people who are just coming up on the 1st year post-surgery and listening to them talk about how this has changed their lives just reminds me of all I have to be grateful for.
There was someone there, who sadly told their story, of having had WLS in 2001 and after losing a substantial portion of their weight, their spouse of 27 years left and that person resorted back to old habits and had regained all of their weight back and then some, they can't have revision due to a bloodclot and so are on a medically supervised 700 calorie a day diet to help lose weight. A sad story, but the upside is they are doing something about it. Another of our group members, someone who is 6 years post-op, spoke of how at 18 months post surgery, they got tired of doing the right things and a year later was 60 lbs. heavier, so that person went back to doing what had given them a new lease on life and lost the regained weight. That story I go back to over and over in my mind, because I think the further out we get, the more "normal" our mindsets become, and therein lies the danger of regain, which is a big fear of mine. I worked so hard to get where I am and lately I've lost some of the wind in my sails, so to speak, I am not exercising, which makes me feel guilty, the scale has crept up some, but still within my 5 lbs. of lowest weight and I do a fairly good job of journaling what I eat to keep myself honest and on track. I miss the exercise portion of things, however, I can't bring myself to spend the time in the gym, when I don't have things I have to do, or things of a social nature, I just want to be at home with Dillinger.
As I come closer to my 2 year post-surgical time, I had hoped to be at my goal, which in truth is not far from being realized, so while I can recognize the achievements, I still have an unrealized goal that makes me feel that I have failed somehow. There is my addict brain thought process, black/white for all to see, never enough. . . What I have to reply to that thought process is I've had lots of life challenges this past year, things that would have sent me searching for consolation in the form of my first true love, FOOD. . . I can say that with all truth, I seldom gave in to it and mostly did not even consider it, so I share this with all of you, as a way to purge the negative from my mind and to let you know that some days just knowing that we are all on the same journey, no matter the distance from it, it's the commaradiere that we share that keeps me looking for and counting my blessings and knowing that the number on the scale does not determine my success for this day.
Hugs, Laureen
My Mantra is that I do not determine my success by the number hanging in my closet, nor will I let the scale determine that success either. . . It is through trial and error I will continue to grow and succeed. . . Laureen
"Success is a journey, not a destination." Ben Sweetland
Laureen, I just wanted to pop in and tell you that what you wrote is said just perfectly. I read that and thought it was me.
I love the thought of coming on here...the place where everyone knows just what I am talking about..and not just the weight but the thoughts that go through my head..and trust me sometimes I wonder how anyone can understand but you do.
It is with love and caring and thanks that I am sending love and hugs and prayers to you, sister. I learn so much from you...
I love the thought of coming on here...the place where everyone knows just what I am talking about..and not just the weight but the thoughts that go through my head..and trust me sometimes I wonder how anyone can understand but you do.
It is with love and caring and thanks that I am sending love and hugs and prayers to you, sister. I learn so much from you...
It's not what you gather, but what you scatter
that tells what kind of life you have lived.
Hi Margo and my OFF family:
It's dreary and raining here ... it was dripping when I came home from work last night, and muggy, so I kept the windows closed and put the air on. It's not that hot, but I didn't know if it was going to rain.
Well, I checked my bank account, got my money, paid bills, but there's not much left in there to get what I need from the store (need some prescriptions and a few groceries, but it's going to be very few). I have enough in my fridge, though, so I'm OK. Just a few things I wanted to pick up that were on sale. And I needed some cat supplies (litter, food). I'm just not going to do my usual shopping. Oh well.
Well, have a good day. Got this from my Bad Cats calendar that made me chuckle: "The pupu plate is not on the Atkins diet." You had to see the cat pictured to really understand it.
It's dreary and raining here ... it was dripping when I came home from work last night, and muggy, so I kept the windows closed and put the air on. It's not that hot, but I didn't know if it was going to rain.
Well, I checked my bank account, got my money, paid bills, but there's not much left in there to get what I need from the store (need some prescriptions and a few groceries, but it's going to be very few). I have enough in my fridge, though, so I'm OK. Just a few things I wanted to pick up that were on sale. And I needed some cat supplies (litter, food). I'm just not going to do my usual shopping. Oh well.
Well, have a good day. Got this from my Bad Cats calendar that made me chuckle: "The pupu plate is not on the Atkins diet." You had to see the cat pictured to really understand it.
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