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My Life Now

May 12, 2009





I eat protein first, but basically I eat everything that I want. Pasta, rice, and white flour don't sit well and I avoid it. Sugar gives me bad gas so I monitor when I eat that. And I wear from a size 12 dress (my boobs are still big) to a size 4-6 jean.

But, the DS gave me my life back.

It gave me my LIFE back.

Sorry that I am not here.

I am having sex and dancing and laughing in comedy clubs and eating fine meals in restaurants.

I am dancing.




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I've had them and they DO taste like chicken!

Mar 27, 2008

This is the fairy tale that should have been read to us when we were little:
 
Once upon a time
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in a land far away,
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a beautiful, independent,
self-assured princess
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happened upon a frog as she sat
contemplating ecological issues
on the shores of an unpolluted pond
in a verdant meadow near her castle.
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The frog hopped into the princess' lap
and said: " Elegant Lady,

I was once a handsome prince,
until an evil witch cast a spell upon me.
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One kiss from you, however,
and I will turn back
into the dapper, young prince that I am
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and then, my sweet, we can marry
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and set up housekeeping in your castle
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with my mother,
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where you can prepare my meals,
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clean my clothes, bear my children,
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and forever feel
grateful and happy doing so. "
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That night,
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as the princess dined sumptuously
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on lightly sauteed frog legs
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seasoned in a white wine
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and onion cream sauce,
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she chuckled and thought to herself:
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"I don't  think so. " 

Please help me reach goal.....

Oct 24, 2007

I posted this on the board, but I don't want to lose track of it.

I have come to the realization that I am not going to lose weight as swiftly or as effortlessly as most of you. Though I haven't confirmed this yet, Dr. Ungson may have made my common channel longer. I have cancer and he originally only wanted to give me the first half of the DS until much emotional blackmail on my part. He did mention giving me a longer common channel in one email and I suspect that that's exactly what he did. Last month, my second, I only lost 2-5 pounds depending on which day I weigh myself. This month is on track for the same.

But, don't cry for me Argentina, I am not here to complain or to ask for practical advice. My carbs are already minimal (yes, I use Fitday) and my protein intake in range. I need to exercise. 

I have a gorgeous treadmill, riveting books on my iPod, and a whole library of workout videos. What I lack is motivation. My body is willing, but my mind is a hedonist. I need a carrot on a stick. And I have found him:



Yes, I need you to help me stalk Alan Rickman. 

Now, I don't mean "stalk" in that creepy, break into his house and dance around in his underwear kind of way. I don't intend to try to live quietly in his basement sniffing the hair I found on his brush.  One night of passion is my modest goal. IF he should fall madly in love with me, I'm willing to work with that, but my sights are set much lower. 

To accomplish this I need two things:

1. A body built for speed.

and here's where you come in:

2. Access to Alan Rickman himself and a means to garner his attention.

I have no idea where to even begin. I know he's active in the theater in NYC and London. Beyond the idea of standing outside a stage door and throwing myself to the ground until I attract his concerned attention or break something , I've come up with nada.

After watching this video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7A_bJFZNXE

I'm considering hanging out in my pajamas at gas stations hoping he'll stop by and want to dance. I'm not ruling out any idea at this point.

Luckily, I have 90 some odd pounds still to go. We have plenty of time to map out our master plan. Thank you for any suggestions/help you can provide.

LET'S GO TEAM!


It was the best of times, it was the worst of times....

Oct 23, 2007

and it was the turning point in my weight gain/loss odyssey. In May of this year I went on a Windjammer Barefoot Cruise through the ABC islands. With my new highest ever weight, I could not fit in the dining room booths, I could not scuba dive, I could not hike up a hill to catch a gorgeous view. I had the time of my life, but it was also a week full of humiliation and disappointment and every minute of that was because of my weight. I started researching WLS the day I returned.

At first I was enamored of the lap band. Less invasive, more easily reversible, etc. Then I noticed posts from Sue (Ms. Cal Culator) getting grief for mentioning the DS. Her arguments were well reasoned and seemed sound to me. Then I noticed the lap band's success rate: 65% of excess weight!? I wasn't about to pay thousands of dollars and get a risky surgery only to wind up still fat. Still, I couldn't find a DS surgeon locally so I started investigating the RnY. I liked nothing I read about it. It appealed to me even less than the lap band because of the food restrictions and the random nature of dumping. I was so frustrated I even briefly considered the MGB.

Finally, I came here and I noticed how many people had traveled for the DS. I pm'd LeaAnn (because she went to MX AND she was dressed in Sweet Potato Queen regalia in her avatar). She was a wealth of info as was her blog. I read this board a good 20-30 pages in and came away knowing exactly what I was going to do. I did conduct independent research via Google and followed links to scientific studies found in posts here. I wouldn't, and I strongly recommend that no one else does either, decide on a surgery based solely on opinions found on a messge board.

On August 19th I flew to Hermosillo, Mexico. My surgery Monday was uneventful, but they gave me morphine against my directions (language problem, I think) and I proceeded to spend the next three days vomiting. Whether from the gas from surgery or the vomiting, I was in agony and couldn't even bear to be touched. Wed. night Dr. Ungson went in again laparascopically to make sure there was nothing wrong. Everything was fine, but either from the better anesthesia (I wrote the instructions on the anesthesia consent form this time) relaxing all my muscles or opening my gut and releasing the gas, I was better from that point on. 

On Friday, I was ready to be released, but Dr. Monjardin (yum) said my lungs weren't strong enough to handle the fresh air. The x-rays showed one huge mass of phlegm. I spent the next few days working that spirometer constantly. By late Monday afternoon he said I could leave or spend my last night at the hospital. I chose to check out the hotel.

Overall, it was a very positive experience. The care I received in Mexico was better than I had ever received in the US. The language barrier wasn't that much of a problem. I learned "dolor" (pain) and "bano" (bathroom) pretty quickly and one word was all that was required. The nurses were efficient, caring, and affectionate. They braided my hair for me when I got out of the shower, they didn't change my socks without giving me a foot/leg rub. Every time I was in pain, I received meds right away. I had a private duty nurse Lorenza who spoke fluent English and was a dream. Dr. Ungson's nurse Lourdes was also just a sweetie and couldn't do enough to help you. 

I highly recommend both Dr. Ungson and CIMA hospital in Hermosilla.


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