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Well, I'm a little late on the blog updates. I had planned to keep a daily update as soon as I got home from the hospital, but on top of gas pain and catching a cold, I've been pretty miserable until tonight. The gas pains are gone and I've pretty much whipped the cold.

I didn't know it at the time, but the Blue Bell sugar free popsicles I was eating were causing lots of gas, along with sugar free Jell-O. So once I realized what was happening I stopped eating them on day 4.

Since then, I've been doing very well with cream of mushroom and cream of chicken soup. Not that I"m eating that much at once, maybe a half teaspoon every 5 minutes. It takes me 3 - 4 hours to eat an entire 10oz. can.

I've tried a variety of things - creamy peanut butter, Vienna sausage, boiled eggs, and chicken breast. I was able to easily tolerate a 1/2 tsp of everything except the chicken breast. I guess it's too hard for my stomach to break down, but it doesn't hurt.

One thing I have discovered is that I tolerate things with a strong flavor better than weak flavors. I loved the sickly sweet flavor of the grape popsicles, but the cherry, orange, and lime really turned my stomach.

And I'm still loving my Crystal Light lemonade, but I'm having to mix it at almost double strength to be able to taste it.

Well, I never really expected to have weight loss surgery. I am really really good at researching an idea, but never taking action. So even though I've been watching TV shows and documentaries about weight loss surgery for years - and I knew I needed it - I never seriously thought I would be going through with it.

I had to hit rock bottom - my health was failing, I had sleep apnea, I was depressed, my social life was nonexistent, and it was getting to the point where my weight was interfering with my ability to work. I was at a point in my life where I could see myself going downhill more and more rapidly.

I had to choose between taking control of my life or becoming a shut-in and becoming famous for having the fire dept. cut out a wall to get me out of the house.